MySweetJess
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I read that you need to stay talking to people. He was 19 and I had him since he was 2 months old. He had lost weight, had been treated for thrush and got better, than started going downhill again. I came home from the grocery store yesterday, had bought him his favorite, chicken drumsticks, and he wasn't on his perch and I knew. Was hoping he was curled up in the corner but he was gone. I think I saw his eyes open a little when I started sobbing and told him I love him, how sorry I was. I think I saw his chest rising ever so slightly. I am a total basket case, but little by little with talking to a couple of my friends, with a walk to the drug store, with talking to Jessie's spirit and cuddling my cats, I am going to try to get through this. He was eating, chewing on the drumsticks for a few hours each day, eating some of his regular seed mix, but way too little. I gave him vitamins in baby food, and he eagerly would nibble on whatever I was eating, but he wasn't flying anymore. He was treated for thrush 2 years ago and rallied, looked great, but my vet visit a couple months ago, the vet didn't think it was necessary to again. I don't know what happened, maybe stroke or heart attack. I never loved like I love my Jess. I'm trying.