Oh I am so sadden to hear this. Paco didn't whistle good bye to me Tuesday and last Friday he wasn't chattering when my friend came by but he was eating ok and poops normal. Then Wednesday he didn't seem interested in his veggies and I noticed he was moving his wings funny. Thursday morning, he wouldn't eat much. I called 3 vets, 1 said they wouldn't even talk to me cause I wasn't a client, my regular vet no answer, I got one to answer and told me to get him there in the hour. So I was in a panic to get him there. I hit my brakes hard and he fell on the way which stressed him out more, I waited from 930 to 1230 to see the vet, they gave him some anesthesia to calm him for x rays, they can die at anytime. She came in and showed me the xrays, and he was coming out of the anesthesia, I was so happy he was still alive. She said he did have a respiratory infection and xray she couldn't see his heart well, if it was enlarged he would be on meds the rest of his life. I told her I would rather put him down then put him on meds the rest of his life. I held him and he had death grip with one foot on my finger, I pried it off and tried to get him to stand, thinking he would feel safer. His legs went back and his feet started to curl and he was clicking his beak, I freaked out going out the door telling them something was wrong. I had to do smoke and get some water, I had nothing to eat all day and it was now 130, the assistant came out and said he was crashing, I ran in and asked if he had passed and the vet was checking his chest and he was gone. I was beyond hysterical holding him and crying what am I going to do. Three of the girls there were in tears. He was still warm and I knew I had to give him back. They gave me his band and I paid the bill and sat in the parking lot of 2 hours, I was in too much shock to drive. I know he picked up on my panic, but before xray he was calm and the watery diarrhea stopped he was calming down, so I never gave it a second thought he would pass. I too feel like a zombie, the house is quiet and I don't think I can go through this again. Vets are harder to find, and food is expensive and I don't think my heart could take it. I had to put my 50 year old Amazon down, she was wild caught and I couldn't get her to eat healthy, she stopped flying to her T stand and was having problems perching, crystals on her kidneys and gout, I didn't want her to spend the rest of her life at the bottom of her cage on meds. Two weeks later a cashier at the gas station told me she wanted me to have Paco. I miss his so badly, I have no idea how I will sleep tonight, we had a bedtime routine, supper and nite nite. He's gone.......
