Today I write with a heavy heart. I wasn’t going to share, but this is a grief blog after all..
Mum always told me what to look for in blood results and I knew what questions to ask when the vet confirmed that Daisy’s liver enzymes were elevated. All signs pointing to cancer of the liver. Thankfully I took her in early enough that there wasn’t any time for the painful symptoms to develop – the only visual sign was drastic weight loss in the space of 3 days.
I ended up all the way in Surrey after she was put down (it’s a long story that I am too tired to write about – but what a day). The same feeling of bewilderment that I have only ever experienced after losing my mum and my grandma was made a little easier by the help and kindness of a few strangers.
So thankful to the vet for her gentleness towards Daisy and her kindness towards me, the waitress who asked if I was okay and lit the fire for me to keep warm, and of course, my flatmate who didn’t leave Daisy’s side yesterday and cooked her favourite food on her last day. There are really good people out there.
I’m not sure why cancer has taken someone else I love so dearly. But, if life has taught me anything, it’s resilience, and this too is something I’ll spring back from, in a little while.
Hug your pets a little closer tonight.
The vet nurse called Daisy a naughty torty (tortoiseshell), and I quite liked that. A naughty torty who was sassy and classy until the end.
Sleep well, sweet girl.