Fred was a female iguana that I had to have put down on Tuesday. She was the victim of poor care when I got her almost 8 years ago. Here was this small iguana with a factured arm and back due to poor diet and lack of UV. I took her and her sister Ed to the vet where it was confirmed that she had a factured spine that had caused her paralysis. Since paralysis in iguanas is not necessarily permenant I decided to give her a chance. The vet showed me how to give her enemas to get her to deficate. She ate like a pig and every day I worked with her back legs to keep them mobile and got her to deficate.
After a couple of years of working with her. Buying her grapes since these helped her poop easier. Rubbing her belly to get her to poop. She became gravid. I had to have her spayed.
This year she was very difficult to get to go to the bathroom by rubbing her belly. She started out 120 grams and grew to 2.2 kg. She continued to eat and do almost everything the other iguanas did. I worked with her back legs daily to keep them mobile. So was actually able to use one of her back legs some and had deep pain feeling in both back legs and her tail over the years.
Evey time I got her to go to the bathroom it hurt her, but she didn't hold it against me as though she understood it was necessary to keep her alive. She would chase the other iguanas running with her 2 front feet and would bask and thermoregulate just like a normal iguana.
She got so big it was difficult to get her to go to the bathroom. This year when I put her out in her cage she would eat a whole 9' plate of food. It would take me a few days to get her to where she would eat. This week she ate a plate of food Saturday, another on Sunday, and most of one on Monday. She was breathing very shallow and quick on Sunday and Monday. I knew she was stuffed with food. Even though I got her to go to the bathroom each day, I could tell she was very uncomfortable. Her stomach was swollen.
Monday I decided it was time to put her to sleep. Tuesday my vet put her down, Wednesday I buried her after shwoing her to the other iguanas that she died.
I miss her so much. I miss her resting her head on mine on the weekends in the morning while we'd watch a DVD. I miss her sleeping next to me at night like the last 6 months. My life seems to have lost its focus. I come home from work at night and bring in the other iguanas, but I can't eat. Find myself crying at times like now. She saw me through a career change, being unemployed, the new job, and drinking too much. I lost a gentle companion that was always there for me.
I know it was time to put her to sleep, but it has been very difficult get through these last few days. This is similar in pain to me as losing my mom in the late 80s to cancer.
While I have 12 other iguanas none of them is my special needs Fred.
Thank you for listening.