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| January 2013 |
We had to say good-bye to our sweet Darla yesterday afternoon. She spiraled downhill quickly -- very quickly. Dan & I took her to the vet for the last time yesterday afternoon before we picked up the boys. It was heartbreaking.
And telling the boys -- especially Sean -- was brutal. Sean cried off & on the rest of the evening, and even after going to bed. I couldn't hold it together to save my life. At one point, Evan looked at me and said, "Mommy?" I said, "Yes, Buddy?" And in his sweet, soft voice, he said, "There's tears coming out of you."
I know, sweet boy. I know.
I don't think Evan fully understands the situation. But I know Sean does. And his heart is broken. When he was lying in bed last night, he said, "Mommy? Can we get another kitty for me, please?" Darla really had become Sean's cat.
And to add insult to injury, Sean was sick today. He had a fever last night, which I thought may possibly be a result of crying so much, but it was nearly 103° and I didn't think crying would bring a body temp up to 103°. When I went to check on him this morning, I could feel he was super warm. I didn't even wake him up. There was no way he was going to school so I let him sleep -- he slept until well after 8am (about 12 hours total!), and woke up with a fever of 102°.
He hung out at Nana & Papa's today because neither Dan, nor I could miss a full day of work today. Hopefully he'll be better tomorrow..... Hopefully everything will be better tomorrow.
