Yesterday at 15:00 I had to put my beloved house rabbit Frisa to sleep.
I have been mourning ever since but within the last few hours I feel absolutely ridden with guilt.
For around a month my rabbit had a sticky eye. We were given eyedrops to see if that would clear it up, they didn’t work so we took her back to the vets and she got some antibiotics. She was on a two day course but on Friday her eye became cloudy and it looked really bad. I wasted no time and the next day I took her to the vets again. They said it was probably glaucoma but they were not sure. They said to give her metacam and see if this helps. She was fine in and off herself so I was keen to help her out as much as I could. So I rang the vet on Monday and asked if we could be referred to an eye specialist. They said it would be Tuesday and of course I agreee.
Tuesday came and Frisa was still herself. It then came to the time where I needed to take her. I opened her carrier box and put her in but it wasn’t sitting level on the sofa and it rolled a bit and she panicked, I immediately stabilised it and comforted her and loaded her into my car. I arrived at the new vets some 30 mins earlier as I didn’t want to miss the appointment because I wanted to get her help so bad. We were in the vets some 2 hours in total, but only being examined about 20 mins of that. She was diagnosed with glaucoma and given two sets of eyedrops. Her other eye on Sunday had started to show a third eyelid and was given drops for this too.
I took Frisa home and dropped her off, she ran straight to a cardboard box house we made for her. I went to work and came home around 18:30. When myself and my partner came she was still in her box and when we gave her the food she ignored it. When we lifted the box she ran off for cover and we let her. We let this go on until 21:00 when we thought maybe she had gone into gut stasis. We rang the vet over the phone and consulted them, we had left over gut stasis meds’ as Frisa had suffered from this in August of 2018. She wasn’t eating or drinking and we force fed her both and put her in her cage. She sat there all night. The next day she was weak, we have her emergency food and water but by midday it had been 24 hours since she had been to the toilet or eaten, she was also now uneasy on her feet and just doing a lot of sleeping, waking up, and falling asleep again. She was a shadow of her former self. She was making loud grating noises with her teeth – something she wasn’t doing the day before.
We took her to the vets full well knowing she was never coming home.
Did I do the right thing? She was 11years 11 months old. She was really old. She was so weak, I doubt she would have survived an operation at her age.
I just feel ridden with guilt. Did I do the right thing taking her to the vets? Did this bring on stress and that stopped her eating ? I was only trying to help my bunny.
I just wanted her to get treatment for her glaucoma and get better, I worry when I tipped her box I sent her over the edge and the vets was the final straw. I was just trying to help.
Did I do the right thing?