The past few weeks had been one of the happiest and most celebrated season in the whole world. Family and friends living anywhere gets to go home to their childhood homes and spend time with the rest of their loved ones. A lot of reunions happen on this season and, everyone is happy, excited and anticipating whatever gift they will be receiving or giving.
Though I did spent the holiday with my family, I did not really participate in all the festivities because, I was so busy nursing Lucky back to health.
I do not want to be a wet blanket and describe in detail her sufferings in taking in her food, how difficult it is to care for her and, somehow, I reached a point wherein I did nothing but be afraid because no matter what we do to manage and help her, she seems to be getting worst and worst.
I think that most of you guys would understand that a bond with one's pet is very strong and, secretly, I was already grieving. I thought that this holiday, I will be losing Lucky and, those moments were just too unbearable and very uncomfortable to share.
My dad had already gone over his grieving in the sense that he even told me to give up because its already in vain. It was more than a week since Lucky got sick and, nothing really improved. But a part of me kept going on and on and on even if the option of putting her to sleep is there. Its not because I am reluctant to let her go but there is something in the way that she looks at me that makes me feel that she is determined to live so I kept going. Putting her down is never an option for me not just because she is a part of my family but because I do not believe in that. For me, even if she is dying, I will do everything in my power to keep her comfortable until the last moment that she is breathing.
Eventually by Christmas, she started eating again. No matter how embarrassing it would seem, I wanted to tell you guys that I cried the first few minutes I saw her eating on her own.Though she is not yet that strong to take dry food, taking wet food after a week of pure liquid diet is quite a delight and a huge improvement in my book!
For now, she completed her treatment and is trying to gain back her lost weight. She is nearly like her old self again but, the whole experience seem to transform me.I feel that I am a different person. I never even thought or expected that I am capable of loving and giving that much to someone that I would gladly drop everything.
But I do not mind at all. There will be other Christmas and New Year celebrations but there is only one Lucky poo.Just as I have mentioned in my last post, she left a paw mark in my heart.
I would like to close this entry with a quote from the first book of Corinthians:
13 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.