coastergirl946
Hatchling Member
It has been over a month since Curt passed away, and his horrible death still makes me cry.
For those of you who don't know, Curt had been on calci-sand. At one point he became severely impacted to where he collapsed in my hands and stopped breathing with a black beard and horrible stress marks after he pooped. Even after we removed the sand, got him the proper lighting, raised his temps, and changed his diet.. he still strained and struggled to poop, and each time he pooped there was sand in it, long after we had removed the sand from his enclosure. Even vet visits and taking all advice from everyone on this forum didn't show much improvement.. he would improve and then he would be impacted again. It got to the point where couldn't poop without baths and babyfood prunes, and even so, he was in excruciating pain.. once he even prolapsed.
Fast forward to his fifth impaction and this is where it went horribly wrong.. he was lethargic all day with a black beard and stress marks, and threw up his food. My boyfriend rushed him to the vet only to find him dead because he had aspirated on his own vomit.
I can't get past the fact that he died in such a horrible way. He was a good dragon and never bit anyone.. he shouldn't have had to suffer like that. I wish every day that he would have died peacefully, like on my chest in a blankie while being cuddled or something.. not choking to death.
Please someone get me through this. I can't do this alone.
For those of you who don't know, Curt had been on calci-sand. At one point he became severely impacted to where he collapsed in my hands and stopped breathing with a black beard and horrible stress marks after he pooped. Even after we removed the sand, got him the proper lighting, raised his temps, and changed his diet.. he still strained and struggled to poop, and each time he pooped there was sand in it, long after we had removed the sand from his enclosure. Even vet visits and taking all advice from everyone on this forum didn't show much improvement.. he would improve and then he would be impacted again. It got to the point where couldn't poop without baths and babyfood prunes, and even so, he was in excruciating pain.. once he even prolapsed.
Fast forward to his fifth impaction and this is where it went horribly wrong.. he was lethargic all day with a black beard and stress marks, and threw up his food. My boyfriend rushed him to the vet only to find him dead because he had aspirated on his own vomit.
I can't get past the fact that he died in such a horrible way. He was a good dragon and never bit anyone.. he shouldn't have had to suffer like that. I wish every day that he would have died peacefully, like on my chest in a blankie while being cuddled or something.. not choking to death.
Please someone get me through this. I can't do this alone.