Two years. There are so many words I can use to express how I feel when I type those words, but none of them adequate enough to really explain it. Overjoyed, thankful, elated…the list can go on and on. What I really feel is just an overall feeling of peacefulness and sense of pride that we’ve gotten to this place.
Being completely, totally, brutally honest, I NEVER in my wildest dreams would have predicted this outcome. I hate to say that outloud. But it’s the truth. And while this journey has brought us to this wonderful moment, it was a journey filled with moments of fear and doubt. You hear the diagnosis: Cancer. What??? How can that be? Then you get the treatment plan: Amputation and Chemotherapy. Then you think (or at least I did) – will the cancer kill her or will the immobility do her in? But then the panic subsides, and you look at that little face that has entrusted you with their life and you decide to fight. And fight we did. I made the decisions for her, but she put up the fight.
Now two years later, she is so happy, so healthy. If I didn’t go through it with her, I would never believe this kitty ever had cancer. She’s getting a little pudgy, weighing in at just under 12 lbs. I looked back today at her records from day of surgery and she was 10.75. To me, that’s a nice healthy sign 🙂
My little baby girl – you had a whole team behind you of wonderful vets and family….but you did this. You got yourself here. I am so happy I still get to snuggle up to you everynight and morning. You are the most sweet, loving little being and it makes me such a proud Mom to see you so happy and healthy today, just enjoying your life snuggling with me and begging for treats.
I love you little girl. Thank you for teaching me so much about love and strength.
Always,
Mommy




3 days after amputation:
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Today:
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