Some of you may be wondering where I have been. MIA for this long is not my usual MO. How can I put this other then Hubby and I were hit with a shit-storm.
On January 23rd, we learned our Charlie has Diabetes. At the time we did not fully understand what that entailed, but we do now. There is a lot of work involved getting Charlie’s glucose level to normal. But that is not the meat and potatoes of this post.
Five days later, we took Whispers in to our Vet because he wasn’t feeling good. What we heard knocked the wind out of me as I stood there in shock. I never saw coming what I heard is our reality. We were told Whispers has oral Squamous Cell Carcinoma under his tongue. Now at the time, nothing else was explained to us which in my humble opinion is on my Vet.
Through my own research I found out that this is an extremely and I mean extremely aggressive cancer. At first both Hubby and I researched and came up with alternative “maybe this is it” answers and did our best to treat him with Homeopathy. Even before we took him in to our Vet, he had stopped eating, and nothing we did ever got him to start eating again. To see him want to eat but unable to, has been agony. I’ve been syringe feeding him with a special puree of my raw diet that he loves.
He really didn’t look ill. He is only 11-years old and at first he acted his usual self. Little by little, however, the drooling got worse then the lesions under his tongue began to bleed. From one day to the next, we could visibly see our Whispers going downhill fast. Shocked to see how aggressive this cancer is, I cried out to God for a miracle. I cried. And haven’t stopped.
This is our third baby in a period of 5 months that we are loosing. Can you comprehend this? Are you able to understand that as of this writing I am falling apart? To loose not one but three of my babies in 5 months to me is impossible to do, yet here I am in this place that I cannot escape.
Tomorrow we will be sending our Whispers to the Rainbow Bridge. I’ve prayed for strength for I honestly don’t know how I will do this. To go through this heart crushing event again, 7 weeks after experiencing this with Doodles, is so hard, harder then I can put into words. I have spent every moment I have had with Whispers, not even leaving the house. Everything I have had to give I have given to my family. Everyone in this house is reeling.
In closing, I ask for your prayers and love. Walking this out, saying goodbye to a precious feline who is only a baby still, is beyond my ability. Yet this I must do, for the sake of my Whispers who is suffering. This, my friends, is the ultimate Gift of Love. It shatters the heart but in giving this Gift, I offer to someone I love relief from the rages of a disease I’ve come to hate. The picture is of Whispers laying on Cuddles’ noy-noy for comfort. Whispers will be joining Cuddles tomorrow where they can run together in glee through the Golden Meadows of Love.
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Photography/ “The Ultimate Gift of Love” /Feb. 2021©AmyRose