Patches Journey

Last week was a blow and I took it hard.  However, Ms. Patches just makes me smile more than I thought I could.  Because she didn’t really give two shits about what that report said.  Once she rested up from the stress of that appointment it was back to the business of being a happy dog.  My God, this dog is so happy.  All the hugs and kisses and eating and snuggling and smiling…..She couldn’t care less, she’s just happy and she feels great.  And that makes me smile.  She is now getting her cannabis oil twice a day, she’s getting Palladia and cyclophosphamide…….not necessarily against my wishes as it was a vote but with assurance that if she doesn’t want it…..she doesn’t have to take it, it meaning her pills.  We have done all we can do while preserving her quality of life.  We will continue to do everything we can to preserve her quality of life.

I realized something as I mulled things over last week crying my eyes out whenever I had a moment of privacy.  I let that report steal my hope and lead me to abandon my faith.  I can still hope that the cannabis oil somehow takes her cancer away.  Why not?  Miracles can happen.  And I still have faith that no matter what happens, she will not suffer and she will be happy while she’s here with me.  I know she’s going to heaven when she leaves earth.  I know I will see her again.  I know I will miss her while we’re apart.  Keeping her beyond her time isn’t cool because she’s going to a much happier place.

I’m better this week.  My head is in the right place.  I’m still hopeful, my faith is intact and Patches makes me smile.  Rooster does too.  Love isn’t what makes the world go around.  It’s what makes the ride worthwhile.

xoxo

Debbie and Patches