Good luck on your appointment, Enpo.
This particular reptile is a leopard gecko. I've had him for 7 years and he is the loveliest, tamest gecko...everyone always comments on how friendly and lovely he is.
He's been poorly since the start of September, but he's getting worse, and the vets are clueless. They can only suggest more antibiotics, but he's been on them for three months, and they destroy their bodies...he hasn't eaten in that time, and he has only pooed once (on Monday). He stopped opening his eyes yesterday.
I don't think I can handle him dying. DP keeps telling me that he'll be gutted too but we did all we can, and we don't want him to suffer. I get that, I really do. But I need him. I look after him and he keeps me company. I'm broken at the idea that he might be gone...
And a really evil part of me wants to buy another pet so that it cushions it a little if I lose him. I know that isn't right, and I know it wouldn't replace him, but it'd fill the emptiness a bit and give me a purpose. Problem is, we're due to move house soon, and I'm not sure DP will agree with getting anything else. He doesn't get as much out of him as I do...
If the crisis team hadn't been such utter dicks, I'd probably contact my psychiatrist and explain that I'm falling apart. As it is, I can't bring myself too. I couldn't get there anyway.