My daughter helped me make this video. I wanted to share this with my new family, Tripawds. Although, it seems our time was brief in this process, this site has helped beyond words. In the last photo, it was in the exam room before they took Darby back for surgery. I kissed him on his forehead and I felt bad because I left a lipstick kiss but now I am happy that he will have that forever.
The way I lost Darby is awful but regardless, it was going to break my heart how ever it happened. I just feel so stunned and wrecked by it.
Darby got through the surgery. They told me I couldn't visit him, that he needed to rest and recover and that I could see him the next day. I talked to the doctors and staff three times after his surgery to see how he was doing and it seemed like all was well. Then, about four and a half hours after his surgery, the doctor called me. He said the staff noticed that Darby was struggling to breath and they intubated him and were breathing for him. I could hear stuff going on in the background and the doctor told me he was just informed that Darby was in full arrest and they were starting CPR and they would get back to me. I howled and I prayed. He called me back about eight minutes later and told me they defibrillated him twice and he had no brain activity and I needed to tell them when to stop CPR.
After, I went out and laid on the top deck in the spot that Darby liked to sun himself, and I watched the sunset and prayed. There was a cloud that looked like Darby, I'm not kidding! It looked like him laying down and he had four legs. I watched the cloud till it drifted away and disintegrated. Although the pain is no less, it felt like Darby telling me he made it to heaven and he was whole again and was saying goodbye.
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