How To Savor The Time With A Dying Pet?, It's hard... Options

[ladywolf]

Hi All--

Darnnit, every time I look at Ladywolf now, I'm thinking, "she's dying, I wonder how much more time she has...?" I keep staring at her swollen back leg and wondering if it hurts her, if it's growing or shrinking, if, if, if. When I take her for a walk, I watch her movements constantly to see how much she's being affected by the tumors as she walks. I wonder how much she is missing Poppers. I feel as if I am not doing enough for her, when in fact, I am more or less dedicating my LIFE to her right now.

But there's little pleasure left in my interactions with her, because I am spending all my time with her WORRYING now! All this has happened since the vet confirmed that she has cancer--everything changed, somehow. I'm moving through all the stages of grief constantly, and don't know how to be with her in a "normal" way anymore. Does any of this make sense to you folks? I hate this. I don't want to look at my beloved beauty and see only "dying wolf." It's all making me a little insane, and very very sad.

Help, please! Thanks!

Margi and Ladywolf

[janika]

That is so beautiful. Dear Anna is working her magic for us.

Hugs Jan and my Angels x

[ladywolf]

That is so beautiful. Dear Anna is working her magic for us.

Hugs Jan and my Angels x

Here's one way to savor time with your ailing pet--drive WAY out in the boonies (I live in Arizona, so that's easy for me!) and take a long, long walk in a deeply quiet place where the only sound was birds and Lady's and my footfalls. At one point, she started to run, and so did I, and we ran full-tilt boogie for awhile, at least the best that either of us can anymore. It was a breakthrough moment--I haven't felt that free or peaceful in many months, maybe years. (I lead a very stressful, poverty-stricken life and have the whole time I've lived in Arizona--four years now. I basically hate it here, but don't have the money to relocate again just yet...)

Carpe Diem--it was a grand afternoon for both of us.

AND--when I went in to refill Lady's hideously expensive pain med prescription, my vet switched her over to something that cost me $3.99 for a two month supply. Now THAT I can afford.

I'm at home now, trying to savor the afternoon and not get bogged down immediately in bullfeathers!

Margi and Ladywolf