They died a month ago. Only now have I gotten the courage to speak about it after suffering severe anxiety for a week after his death. They meant the whole world to me. Mizu became the perfect pet after a year of bonding. I only had Matcha (an english budgie) for ONE day before he died.
Of all the ways they died, it had to be from teflon. I avoided teflon coated products like the plague but I am absentminded. I thought I threw all of my teflon coated products but I didn't. I decided to use a pan I hadn't touched in a year to make food for a halloween party. As I was finishing my cooking, Matcha began to cry and I rushed out of the kitchen. He fell down on his cage and I picked him up. I immediately ran to my car with him to drive to the emergency vet but he died in my hands as soon as I got to the car. When I returned to my apartment, Mizu was dead on his food bowl.
Worst day of my life.
I will miss them forever. Just typing this is making me cry.
Good bye everyone. Thank you all for the wonderful advice you've given me.
Everyday I have to urge to play with my parakeets but I have to remind myself that they're gone. I apologize for sounding depressed (because I am), but only you guys can understand my pain. No one irl understand what I'm going through.
At least Mizu and Matcha are happy in birdie heaven. I feel a lot better now that I am able to speak about my experience.