Thanks Tonya. It was nice to re-read my post about Spencer coming
home. I'd almost forgotten the terrible time we went through with him
going missing. No matter what happens, no matter what I decide, I'll
always be grateful that he came back into my life and we've been given
this wonderful extra time together.
My vet's assistant called a little while ago and told me that my
questions wouldn't be answered over the phone. The vet is insisting
that I come in to discuss what tests might be run and what the
ramifications would be. So that means I have to haul Spencer in there,
pay another consultation fee, just to have the info I need to make a
decision. I would also have to make the decision right then and there,
or have to bring Spencer back again. My mind is in such a fog. I'm not
sure I'm capable of making a decision about what to make for dinner, let
alone how Spencer will spend the rest of the time he has left. Pray for
clarity please!
Nina
catatonya wrote:
Nina,
I'm glad Spencer came home. I don't know what he's thinking, but I'm
glad he decided he wants to be with you. Maybe he just wanted a
little gad about because he knows he's sick. Thinking of you.
t
*/Nina <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>/* wrote:
You people are not going to believe this. Spencer has come home! I
can't believe it myself. He sauntered up while I was putting food out
for the ferals. For a second, I thought he was an apparition. I
had to
blink hard, he just seemed to be saying, hi Mom, like it was any
other
day. He looked so good, so bright and ALIVE! I ushered him inside and
he took a big long drink of water. I was thinking of what Leslie said
about her friend, I was thinking about miracles. When I came back
from
making his bed he was sprawled out on his side on the kitchen
floor. I
guess he must of used up a lot of his limited energy to make it home.
His only movement was that rapid breathing. All the other animals
were
hovering around him, sniffing him, nosing him, I don't think they can
believe it either.
I've gone through so many emotional contortions since yesterday
afternoon. I had finally resolved myself to the fact that he probably
wasn't coming back, and here he is. He's resting in the front room on
his bed, at least the dogs aren't allowed in there. Last time I
looked,
there were four cats lying close by, seemingly keeping him company.
I don't know if I wrote the group about this... The vet that was
on ER
duty when I brought Spence in called with the report from the
radiologist today. He suspects lymphoma, possibly a mass, possibly an
enlarged heart. I asked them, (at the time I didn't think he was
coming
back), if they would be able to prescribe something that would
possibly
put him into remission, or at the very least make him more
comfortable.
She told me that since the lymph node aspirate they attempted hadn't
been successful, they would have to do more tests. I'm loath to
put him
through another horrendous vet visit in his condition. Tomorrow
morning
I'm going to call an Internist that I've used before, one I trust,
and
beg her to help me. There must be something I can do without
having to
put him through another vet visit.
I'm so relieved to have him home. Whatever is to be, we'll face it
together.
Nina
