my heart aches..
I miss my girl so much. I keep doing things as if she were still here. In the days since her passing,I have put food and water into her bowls and called her for her breakfast. Don't ask my why I just don't wash the bowls and put them away. I still push my chair back as quietly as possible so I won't scare her..even though I don't need to do it now. I still reach down while in bed, reaching to pet her..and get overcome with body shaking sobs when I realize she's not here. Someone came to the door and it scared me half to death because in 8+ years, no one has gotten to the door without her letting me know with a low warning growl, even at her sickest..she still did it. I dropped some ham on the floor and walked away. A bit later I went back into the kitchen, saw the ham and called..."Itty Bitty Blizzy...fair game" which was our "code" for food on the floor...and when she didn't come bouncing in, I started looking for her..
The house is soooo eerily quiet. I swear I catch a glimpse of her. Drying my hair today, out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw here laying at the top of the stairs watching me, just as she has for the past 8 years, it was strange actually having to dry myself after the shower..she wasn't there to lick me dry. I was so much better the day of her passing than in the last two days. I am ok and then I come here and read all your posts of support and sympathy and I loose it, or I am working on the PC and out of know where I loose it.
And I am totally thinking I crazy. The day of her passing I went and grabbed all the sheets and blankets that were on her bed and washed them. I also washed the other bed she had wet the night before. But I couldn't bring myself to take a shower yesterday.My reasoning was I didn't want to wash off her smell from me...and I have done laundry but refuse to put in the clothes I had on the day she passed..again, don't want to loose her smell, or the stray hairs that cling to it. But I leave her downstairs bed untouched..exactly the way she left it..bones and toys askew as if its a memorial site..i think i have lost my marbles.
My just turned 4 yr old finally asked where Blizzy was and with tears, I told her..she cried and cried but she's ok now..Oh how I wish I could just bounce back..
I have random images of her last minutes..I can see her last look in my eye, her last breath, how she looked when it was all over, as if in a peaceful sleep..how i wish she had just one more slobber kiss for me..she hadn't given me one in days..even with prompting, and to see a nubby nubby wag..that wasn't in the cards either...
Sleeping is out of the question..I just cannot fall asleep and when I do..its restless...eating isn't something that intrests me at all either...i know it will get better..i just want her back so badly.
Thankyou all for all your concern and sweet posts..it does help.