Dear all
I’m sorry to share the news that Betty sadly didn’t make it, she died at the vets last night despite their best efforts. I can’t even believe I’m typing these words.
We’re utterly devastated to lose our spirited, friendly, adventurous and utterly adorable pig. She was so full of personality and meant so much to us, it’s hard to describe.
We’re also sad she died in hospital, although slightly reassured that the end was apparently quick for her and with strong pain relief. They hadn’t yet reached the point of deciding we should help over the bridge (we had all agreed if she was suffering this would be the immediate next step) but she died anyway. I am now of course wondering if it would have been kinder for me to have her PTS when we first took her in on Sunday morning, so that her last 11 hours of life wouldn’t have been at the vets. But at the same time we wanted to give her a chance which the vets felt was a worth a try at that point. I also feel awful I didn’t find her sooner on the morning in case that could have possibly helped change the outcome. I know with humans who have strokes, time is of the essence.
So many ifs and buts and I can’t help feeling I’ve badly let her down.
We’re also massively in shock that after all she’s been through, this neurological issue has come along from nowhere. For all the research and soul searching we did when deciding whether to intervene with her mammary mass, this was not an outcome we were prepared for. We really thought that she was finally doing well post op and over the worst. All our efforts the last few weeks have been on carefully checking her food intake and weight, and managing her wound. Neuro factors weren’t on our radar at all. I appreciate these things can come out of the blue and it may not even be related to her recent operation, but I’m gutted if it is.
She’s had three vet visits since her operation with health checks and no signs of issues other than supporting the wound to heal. At home she’s been quite perky and happily purring and chut chut chutting about just yesterday. She even did a popcorn the other day. I can’t believe we find ourselves in this position.
The vet who called us tonight sounded devastated too, they’ve all got to know Betty over the months and always tried their best for her.
We are keeping a very close eye on little Winnie and know we need to think about her needs too now. Although Winnie was overall mostly the boss, she really relied on Betty to be the chief squeaker and the first to try out new things, with Winnie always close behind waiting for Betty to tell her what was safe, and she often chose to lay down near Betty etc. It feels so difficult to even think about this but we will of course do the right thing and find Winnie a companion she likes through a rescue soon, maybe the St Albans one or another off the list if they have any single ladies. All the guides on here are very helpful.
Sorry for this long post..
Thanks so very much for your support and so sorry it wasn’t a better outcome to share. X