voiceless_kat
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I have had a crappy couple of weeks. Most of the time, I am a happy, upbeat person who feels blessed for all the good things in my life. Seems I have forgotten that little fact and let myself fall into a "pity party" instigated by events over which I had no control.
To clarify, I am an educated woman ( of a certain age ) with wonderful friends, a great family & home; a great life and really no reason to be blue.
For those of you who don't know, my father passed away in Febuary, after a short and courageous battle with cancer. Between my Mom and I , we were with him constantly, and he died at home as per his wishes. He was very brave - it was humbling to go through this final journey with him.I processed his death and am presently trying to move forward, as are the rest of my family. It is odd how a person can process something ( in this case death) and think you have it all under control, and then have it come back and stare you in the face time and time again. All part of the process I suppose.
Last week, two of my beloved bettas died - Tiny King from a combination of being weaked by cyanobacteria algae and an ammonia spike due to faulty Bio Spira ( it had been opened). Next my beautiful ruby red Pickles, who apparently cut his back while trying to free himself following some naughty adventure. It broke my heart.
This week was to mark my worst fish week ever. My 55g: On Tues morning, I found my oldest and largest red eye tetra floating at the top of the tank. He had no marks on him, he was just gone. On Tues night I noticed what I thought was perhaps a bite mark on the oldest and largest dwarf gourami's head. So I pulled him from the 55 and set him up in a hospital tank, to be treated with Maracyn Plus. He was panicked! By Thursday night, this spot, which obviously was not a bite, was now a raspberry like growth, and looked even larger. I think it is lymphocystis . I don't think there is an effective treatment for it. He has calmed down and is eating, but not happy being alone. My 55 gallon has always been healthy and active and all the fish are my original fish.
This Friday, my little rescue betta "Casey" also died. He had been suffering what I think was swim bladder disorder almost from the time I brought him home. His pelvic fin had a permanent fold in it from being in the cup and his dorsal fin seemed almost too small for his body, although it had filled out some. However he was quite a feisty little guy - he was the one that would jump for his food as soon as he saw the little spoon. Then he would sink back down, or spend the day sitting on the suction cup from the heater. But he was always happy to see me, and would scamble to the front of the tank if I talked to him, and went nuts when he saw the little jar his pellets were in. He was a joy.
When you read about all of these fish ailments, they point to dirty water, etc, which makes you paranoid when you lose a fish. My tank parameters are all good and within limits, the water is pristine and the fish are doted on. Yet somehow, you start to be believe you are at fault. I had been feeling so blessed since all of my fish were doing so well, and so many on the forum were losing fish. So I was pretty bummed out about all this - and it comes right at a time when I am getting a new corner bow tank and starting it up with new fish..........my confidence just disappeared.
During the week the two bettas died, there was also an awards night we went to so my mom could accept a Volunteer award posthumously given to my dad ( among others) by the Ontario govt. It just hit me when they announced it and I was a blubbering mess. So today we open up their cabin, and it was just weird not having my dad there. It was his haven - his spirit is everywhere and that was comforting.
Also on Friday, I bought Chance in the afternoon -after losing Casey in the morning. I usually can't bear to get another betta boy soon after I lose one. But I had to do it, and he has been the magic charm, bringing many smiles and laughs, and then on top of it all to get included in the calendar!! So my day improved and when I came to the forum, I found myself feeling so much better.
I have not been onthe forum cuz I felt so bummed, when actually it is where I should have been. Most of my friends don't "get" the whole fish thing ( I mean my emotional involvement); my husband does, and he is great, but he surely tires of listening to me. So today I came back to the forum, and find my fish friends the ones who can understand; andthat there are people who have suffered losses of family and friends that offer friendship and a shoulder. I have to say thanks.
So to those of you to whom I have not been in touch, my apologies, I know you understand. So tomorrow will begin the flower planting; greenhouse buying rampage and that is a wonderful thing. Time to nuture plants and watch things grow.
Whew I feel better, not usually one to vent on a public forum, but it just feels right tonight - this morning??? There is a doozy of a thunder storm right now, lots of lightening, so I should shut the computer off and head to bed. I apologize for this long winded blurb!!
Thanks, everyone!! Val
To clarify, I am an educated woman ( of a certain age ) with wonderful friends, a great family & home; a great life and really no reason to be blue.
For those of you who don't know, my father passed away in Febuary, after a short and courageous battle with cancer. Between my Mom and I , we were with him constantly, and he died at home as per his wishes. He was very brave - it was humbling to go through this final journey with him.I processed his death and am presently trying to move forward, as are the rest of my family. It is odd how a person can process something ( in this case death) and think you have it all under control, and then have it come back and stare you in the face time and time again. All part of the process I suppose.
Last week, two of my beloved bettas died - Tiny King from a combination of being weaked by cyanobacteria algae and an ammonia spike due to faulty Bio Spira ( it had been opened). Next my beautiful ruby red Pickles, who apparently cut his back while trying to free himself following some naughty adventure. It broke my heart.
This week was to mark my worst fish week ever. My 55g: On Tues morning, I found my oldest and largest red eye tetra floating at the top of the tank. He had no marks on him, he was just gone. On Tues night I noticed what I thought was perhaps a bite mark on the oldest and largest dwarf gourami's head. So I pulled him from the 55 and set him up in a hospital tank, to be treated with Maracyn Plus. He was panicked! By Thursday night, this spot, which obviously was not a bite, was now a raspberry like growth, and looked even larger. I think it is lymphocystis . I don't think there is an effective treatment for it. He has calmed down and is eating, but not happy being alone. My 55 gallon has always been healthy and active and all the fish are my original fish.
This Friday, my little rescue betta "Casey" also died. He had been suffering what I think was swim bladder disorder almost from the time I brought him home. His pelvic fin had a permanent fold in it from being in the cup and his dorsal fin seemed almost too small for his body, although it had filled out some. However he was quite a feisty little guy - he was the one that would jump for his food as soon as he saw the little spoon. Then he would sink back down, or spend the day sitting on the suction cup from the heater. But he was always happy to see me, and would scamble to the front of the tank if I talked to him, and went nuts when he saw the little jar his pellets were in. He was a joy.
When you read about all of these fish ailments, they point to dirty water, etc, which makes you paranoid when you lose a fish. My tank parameters are all good and within limits, the water is pristine and the fish are doted on. Yet somehow, you start to be believe you are at fault. I had been feeling so blessed since all of my fish were doing so well, and so many on the forum were losing fish. So I was pretty bummed out about all this - and it comes right at a time when I am getting a new corner bow tank and starting it up with new fish..........my confidence just disappeared.
During the week the two bettas died, there was also an awards night we went to so my mom could accept a Volunteer award posthumously given to my dad ( among others) by the Ontario govt. It just hit me when they announced it and I was a blubbering mess. So today we open up their cabin, and it was just weird not having my dad there. It was his haven - his spirit is everywhere and that was comforting.
Also on Friday, I bought Chance in the afternoon -after losing Casey in the morning. I usually can't bear to get another betta boy soon after I lose one. But I had to do it, and he has been the magic charm, bringing many smiles and laughs, and then on top of it all to get included in the calendar!! So my day improved and when I came to the forum, I found myself feeling so much better.
I have not been onthe forum cuz I felt so bummed, when actually it is where I should have been. Most of my friends don't "get" the whole fish thing ( I mean my emotional involvement); my husband does, and he is great, but he surely tires of listening to me. So today I came back to the forum, and find my fish friends the ones who can understand; andthat there are people who have suffered losses of family and friends that offer friendship and a shoulder. I have to say thanks.
So to those of you to whom I have not been in touch, my apologies, I know you understand. So tomorrow will begin the flower planting; greenhouse buying rampage and that is a wonderful thing. Time to nuture plants and watch things grow.
Whew I feel better, not usually one to vent on a public forum, but it just feels right tonight - this morning??? There is a doozy of a thunder storm right now, lots of lightening, so I should shut the computer off and head to bed. I apologize for this long winded blurb!!
Thanks, everyone!! Val