Burying Sadie in the back yard was not on my to do list but sometimes things just have to be done.
Please know that she went to Doggie Heaven with no fleas, haircut of less than a week and completely vaccinated. She is wrapped in a lovely piece of pink flannel that was supposed to be for pillow cases for my sister. But I figured she needed something soft and warm. She hated to be cold.
Oh my, I am so so sad. She was just acting funky this morning and I stopped by the vet to see if they could take a quick look. She seemed fine there and so I made the decision to keep her in the car. I was only going to be there a few hours and it would be quiet. When I returned I looked in and she appeared to be sleeping. I then realized she was not breathing. She was a bit warm and had been sleeping.
I had an appointment so I sat for a moment trying to take it all in. Found a towel in the car, wrapped her up and then went to the meeting.
I called Mary-Elizabeth and told her I was driving around with a dead Sadie in the car. I was crying and in her best MEB way she tried to make me feel better.
So I came home in the dark and the rain and went to the garage. Found a spot in the garden and buried her with the help of Jim. He was greatly helpful and worried and sad and surprised and sad. We cried and dug.
I found a lovely piece of pink flannel that was supposed to be pillow cases for my sisterand wrapped her up. Tucker did not want to come near her. She was placed in the ground and gently covered with earth.
I am going to plant a whole bunch of daffodils and a tree on the spot and she will bring brightness and shade for years to come.
Oh, she will be missed, her barking, her instance on being boss, her need to have a treat all the time.
We are a bit teary and will be sad for along time.
More later. Here are the last pictures taken of her..
Well we know we like to names things in this family. So Felicity d'Fibroid has made an appearance in my "Abdominal Cavity". She might have been there a while, maybe 15 months. She needs to come out, sooner rather than later and will be having her last run in the next couple of weeks. She is 18 cm by 18 cm by 17 cms...... we are talking huge.
Lots of questions still: Do I get to keep my girl parts? Do I want to keep my girl parts? Do we have to do cutting or are there other ways to get Felicity out? Do we need to worry about her distant cousin Larinda d Leiomyosarcoma?
Like any medical process, there is a long series of actions leading up to the decision. I am going to fight any more tests but then I might loose. It seems to go like this: 1. Ultra Sound, Ct Scan, MRI. I am starting to think that we love to use our machines. The justification is that we do the least invasive first. But instead of having once test, I get to have three. Hummmmmmmm.
Surgery will be at Swedish. Doctor to be determined. Off to walk Greenlake because I am pretending nothing is wrong.
November has arrived and we have been raking leaves. You have been spared from the job because you are at college and they have people that do those sorts of things. AS I was raking I recall having a meal at Margaret's and Rory taking after you will a rake. I too the rake and you and Rory and we raked leaves. It is a good memory. There are lots and lots of those. I think what you will find as you work yourself through life, you will have a series of memories that come and go. They come to the surface when you the right trigger.
I am experiencing a few of those right now with the "we can see you have a mass but we don't know what it is, let's do a few tests and see what we can do.
I think it is pretty easy. Lets just go take it out (Melissa deMass) and call it good. Then we can figure out what it is. Moving the Medical system forward like trying to contain 10 gallons of wet noodles that have spilled on the floor.
Monday at 8:45 a.m., I meet with the doctor, she orders a CT and we discuss surgeons. I work on some things I think should be handled today like planting the Purple cone Spruce and light another candle or two.
Sweetie, I just think this is an unexpected bump. Good things: no knee rehab during winter and I loose lots of inches around my waist. Bad, I cant think of any and that is a good thing.
Love Mom
