Thursday, October 21, 2010

A New Normal

It was strange to come home last night.

Working on Storm's video is cathartic, deeply painful, agonizingly poignant.  In my head, I can see it from start to finish.  I hope it is worthy of him.

Our golden continues to be oblivious.  A client of mine once told me, I was like a golden retriever.  How I wish I could be like that now.  Oblivious.


OMDG said...

On my peds rotation they told us a good medical student was like a golden retriever. Always happy to do anything we're told to. Retrieving bits of information at the behest of the resident/attending. Wagging constantly....

I'm so sorry about Storm. I can't even imagine how devastated you must feel. He had a good life though, remember that.

A Doc 2 Be said...


It was so unnecessary. He did not need to die Tuesday morning, nor was he ready.

In the span of 2 hours, he went from whirling dervish in my living room, to pink fluid.

Vet triaged him as too old... never gave him a chance by tubing him.

My anger is overwhelmed by the grief.

It is just all so entirely wrong; and my soul is just blown to bits.