Still no real news. I have to wait until tomorrow, when the results from the blood test and fluid tests are back. The vet is also rechecking the chyle (apparently she got ANOTHER 120cc today![]()
), to make sure that is still clear.
It's strange. I was sitting waiting for the vet to call me, and for a few seconds it was like I would forget Bassett was sick. I could go upstairs, find her sleeping on her bed in the sun, and she was fine. Then, the reality of it all would come rushing back like a huge tidal wave of dread and greif and fear and frustration. I just feel so helpless in this whole situation. I had a long talk today with the two techs at the office when I picked Bassett up, and they said to me that I've been better than most people in taking Bassett to the specialists and spending money when I didn't necessarily have it; Sue actually said that I was the best owner .. even though I don't think of myself as "owning" anything. I am blessed with these companions that live not only in my home but also in my heart. I can't imagine NOT doing everything possible for Bassett - or any of them should the need arise. I just pray that the decisions I have to make are made clear to me; I know they will be difficult and I know it will be financially trying, but I just pray to God that He will help me with this process.
So, I don't know what the outcome will be. I just hope that whatever it is, a real solution can be drawn from it. Right now, I'm going to go cuddle with my girl![]()
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