Carolina

This is my first post here. And it's a sad one but I know you guys would understand me more than most people. My CAG, Beezer, was 15 years old. I have had him since I was 15. He got attacked by raccoons on Tuesday and his wing was bad but not broken. The avian vet said the damage was not the worst he's seen but that Beezer's calcium and potassium levels were off the chart. He somewhat stabilized and was home on Wednesday and Thursday. He didn't eat much, but did eat what I fed him by hand. Friday morning he was at the bottom of the cage and I knew I had to get him to the vet asap. The vet said that the next step would be to amputate his wing because he believed that was the source of the problem. The vet called after the surgery and said it went great. Beezer was moving around the cage and ate on his own. I was so happy, but an hour or so later I got the call. He started deteriorating and there was nothing more that could be done. His blood levels never normalized. I rushed to the vet but I was too late. I can't express the pain and sadness that I am feeling. He was my buddy since I was 15 (I'm 30 now). I was looking forward to getting old with him. And the "what if's" are killing me. I know it takes time but when you lose your buddy so suddenly and at such a young age, it really hurts. Sorry for the long post, I guess I just needed to write about it. Thanks for reading.