First I want to say thanks to everyone that e-mailed me with advice about my Sasha and how to deal with her insulinoma. She was doing much better, no episodes and she seemed to be her old self again. She had gone back to eating some of her regular food but was still eating lots of the baby food and boy did she love that stuff. Last night she had another attack, but this one was different from the rest. I called the vet and rushed her right up. She gave her warm fluids with more pred and dextrose and it seemed to be working, but then I noticed that her breathing had become more labored, I think a part of me knew right then that this was the end, so my doctor took her back to give her some oxygen. A few minutes passed and she hadn't come back yet so I went looking for her. She said once she inserted the tube into her throat it filled with fluid, so her lungs were full of fluid. At that point I told her to pull out the tube and let her go, it was hard to say it but I knew it was the right thing to do. So she died with my doctor and I petting her and talking to her. I cried, the vet cried, we all cried. I miss her so much and of coarse I keep questioning myself and wondering if I did something wrong or if I could of done anything more for her. My vet told me that I did everything right and did everything possible to help her, but it doesn't stop the questions that run through your mind. I apologize to those that I didn't get a chance to e-mail back, but please know that I took everyones advice to heart and greatly appreciated all the help that people were so willing to give. Chris [Posted in FML issue 3890]