Ginger wants to die.

Been a week since the eye enucleation on Ginger happened. He's 13 years old.. what was I thinking? I encourage others to put their pets down humanely if they suffer, and here I am, rejecting what I preach, prolonging this wretched fella's miserable life. Why do I so desperately want him to live? Do I sincerely care for him or am I wanting to prove something? He meows at the call of his name, uses his litter tray, jumps from the treatment table into his cage, seemingly strong. But he cannot eat, sneezes when he drinks, and looks at me with eyes that say...human, if you can't help me, please let me go.