I feel so helpless, when it comes to careing for my very sick cat. Leukemia is what we are trying to fight - actually, the vet tells me there is no way we can win or cure. We just have to watch her fade away, slowly. Real slow, slow motion - like watching the firstdrop of rain fall into a quiet lake. Watching the ripples spread, and spread until it swallows the whole lake, and nothing is left.
So many times I have blamed myself - was it the environment in the house? Why did it have to happen to her? Every time I go to the vet, I find it quite amusing, because what they are doing is to talk to me so that I do not blame myself. Almost as if I am visiting my phsychotherapist. I honestly lost. All I can do is to keep my beloved cat warm, and cozy. I sing to her like the time when I was caring for her 14years ago when she was an abandoned kitten, almost dying.
No medical remedies. No time or money could be spent on remedies for the pets with this sickness. I am bitter with anger and wonder, whether giving steroids every day to my dearest is really the best for her. All I can do is cuddle her and be with her and watch her flame simmer, as the candle burns down.
通勤2時間!愛する子供たちのためなれない環境でいかにGENKIにFAMILY LIFEをENJOYするかで悪あがき中ののワーキングママです。Growing and struggling with my loving kids,a long-distance working bilingual mom's seek for sanity in life in a bedtown...