Yes I have been MIA. Our 17-year old Cookie took a turn for the worse with symptoms that were critical. After discovering the shocking conditions Veterinarians are being forced to work under, I said no way will Cookie or any of my cats be exposed to this horror being inflicted on so many! Pet parents are being forced to be separated from their babies when they are seen by a Vet. They are told to sit in their vehicle while their baby is brought into the Vet office by a tech.
Crowds can flock to Walmart but pet parents are barred from being with their babies in a very scary circumstance. Excuse me? What is wrong here? IMO
Backed up hard against a brick wall, my husband and I despite our fears we could not do the “impossible”, went to work. We did so blind. We researched. I listened to my Inner Guidance. A treatment plan was created, one that we had no idea would work, yet hoped it would. Our goal was to stop or decrease Cookie’s symptoms and to immediately address her pain issue.
When circumstances seem to be the darkest with seemingly no way out, do not give up. Dig deep. Use your untapped energy within you and fly on what you do know, not knowing if what you are doing will lead you to light but do it anyways.
For days we worked around the clock, not stopping even though both of us were dropping in exhaustion. When we saw her symptoms remain, last Thursday I made the dreaded calls to the parties who would help us bring Cookie’s suffering to an end.
That day both hubby and I cried hard. Even then, we did not quit as I kept up with her treatment regimen. Night approached and I fell into bed with the thought tomorrow will be my last with my Cookie. Heartbreak! Despite my exhaustion I had trouble sleeping until finally I passed out around midnight. The next thing I know Hubby is waking me up at 3am bubbling with excitement almost shouting,
Cookie caught a mousie! And her voice sounds almost normal.
Oh yes that is a big deal. Cookie is the Queen Mouser and every day for years she has hunted those [toy] mice. While the new onset of symptoms erupted, she did not catch any mice. To know she caught a mouse brought with it such relief that I immediately fell into a dead sleep.
I called off all arrangements to end Cookie’s life the following morning. As of this writing, Cookie is looking much improved while Hubby and I still assess and tweak her treatment plan accordingly. One of the items on that treatment plan is I am feeding her 3 times a day. As long as she is looking well and we are able to keep her comfortable and happy, life goes on as usual in this home.
Did we quit? No. Did we expose Cookie to the nightmare Vet Hospitals have become? No. We took power ourselves and applied what we do know, [over 20 years of knowledge with experience], and went full out to do everything we could for Cookie in her time of need. What began as a nightmare blossomed into a Blessing, one that I still am saying, “Pinch me.” If we had given up, Cookie would not be here with us today. We are still analyzing and figuring the situation out up until today so we can further help our baby.
One of the morals of this story: NEVER GIVE UP! NO MATTER WHAT!
Friends, I have been exhausted. If I am unable to reply to your comment or blog, you know my wellbeing as that of my family’s comes first. These are dark and treacherous times so I made a valiant effort to connect with all of you in my own unique way. I encourage all of you to stay strong and walk tall! May my story encourage you in your life!
Photography/ “Turning Potential Into Reality” /Sept. 2020©AmyRose
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