My heartfelt thanks to all who have been asking about My Girl, I have the saddest of news to report, in that we had to take her to the PDSA yesterday, as an emergency it being a Bank Holiday, and they checked her over and found her kidneys had almost failed completely. It was time to say goodbye to my beautiful, brave girl and we did, my ex and I, with tears and heavy hearts as they gave her the final injection. We brought her body back to her garden and she is now buried behind the Yew tree where she loved to sniff and play.
We are in total shock and disbelief but we knew the time had come to let her go, as there was no doubt she was in pain and there was no way back. For the past week we had been trying to help her regain her appetite, feeding her everything tasty we could think of, but to no avail. Tears have been shed by the bucket load and are not far away every minute I think of her, and I want to thank Arlene especially for the wonderful painting she did of My Bess which I have been staring at and remembering Bess as she was, bright as a button and forever playful.
There’s a reason for the thrumming
I hear constantly in my head,
There’s a reason for the thoughts
at least it shows I’m not dead
so when the voice that’s there
sometimes leads me astray
like a naughty companion
present each and every day
I know full well it’s only me,
thinking thoughts in my brain
sometimes serious, sometimes funny,
sometimes making me wonder if I’m quite sane
for talking to myself
every now and again.
Is it normal, is it natural
does sanity hold the key?
I ask myself the question,
and the only one who answers is me…
MY thanks to everyone for your good wishes and thoughts about my girl, Bess. For the past week or so I’ve been reading up online trying to find out any information I could re:- kidney disease and how to counteract it. High protein diet, for one, and I’ve also been told about Cranberry supplement, for the Urinary tract, plus so many other tips from the local pet shop and friends and family. Today was the first time that Bess looked at all like herself, no pain, eyes bright and totally focused whilst playing, (just a small amount Arlene. xx).. and I know that the future may be rocky but she’s steady for now. So Bess is happy and relaxed, therefore my ex and I are feeling that way too. For now my fingers have relaxed from their constant ‘crossed’ position, and I am learning so much more about how to cope for the future… Again my thanks to everyone, you have helped enormously with your good wishes. So, hugs and woofs from me and Bess… xPenx
watch the dial,
eyes on the time
I don’t know why
I wait for the chime,
to say its time to get out of bed
I wake first, as the alarm seems in my head…
LadyP © 2011
This past week has been very, very painful to live through, on finding out from the vets that Bess’s blood test on Tuesday showed that she has possible Kidney failure. They took her off her usual painkillers (as they were not recommended to be taken with this disease) but they did not think to replace them with any other meds. So from Tuesday ‘til Friday she was steadily going downhill by losing her ability to walk at all with her Osteoarthritis. I rang the vets and got an appointment on Friday to talk over the results and to find out why she couldn’t have any pain relief. They suggested Steroids but needed to check with the manufacturers to make sure they were ok to be taken with Bess’s problems.
This was Friday, and on Saturday morning Bess’s left front leg could not be moved without causing her instant pain. We called the vet as soon as the surgery opened on Saturday morning, 9 0’clock, and had to wait for her to have a free slot to talk to us. My ex is a rock at the moment and he answered the phone when she finally rang at 11 o’clock, giving the ok , and ex went to fetch the pain killers. She’s been on them since Saturday morning and enough to say that this morning she was playing ball and staggering around barking at me tidying the garden. My girl is no longer in pain, and although I know the road ahead is not going to be smooth, until she has no quality of life left we will work through every pitfall.
I must admit that on Saturday morning I sat with her in my arms, watching as she was a tight ball of pain, and crying my eyes out as I was so helpless to do anything, waiting and praying for the vet to ring us with news about the Steroids, and both my ex and myself were wondering about asking for the final Injection, to ease her suffering. I have an almost hatred of Vets at the moment, at their seeming uncaring, unthinking attitude. We pay for a high degree of care, and Bess’s records show she needs pain killers, so why was she left without them for so long, and why was it left to us to ask for them?
We have another appointment tomorrow, and we have to take a Urine sample with us, ( games ahead trying to catch her at it!!) but hopefully the sample will show good results. My fingers are crossed so , so tightly…
Which is why I thought I’d better let you know why I haven’t updated, and also why I haven’t been able to answer comments and visit anyone’s blogs.
I‘m lucky in that I can work from home, and my ex will help too. I would ask that you please pray for my girl, and may I thank you in advance for reading this, as I know I’m wittering on, but it has been almost a cathartic way of getting rid of the pain and feeling of helplessness inside.
to you all ,
I’m the Bumble Bee,
the Latin name for me
I work hard ‘til I die,
no retirement plan set,
I collect for the honey
and no thanks do I get
Let me take you back to a warm summers day,
you’re lying in the garden whiling the time away
just worshiping the sun, until suddenly you hear
a slight buzzing, a Bumble Bee working quite near.
He has no time to sit around or be lazy
he works collecting pollen in the sunshine hazy
with food for his young and his queen who await
plus he pollinates the flowers that we anticipate.
Without his help
the plants they would die,
with no cross fertilisation
it would then apply
that future generations
would never ever see
the swathes of beautiful flowers
that bloom so wild and free..
LadyP © 2011
Dedicated to Sheila… a very dear friend..xx
Is there no limit to what you’ll do?
Is there no morality at all to be found?
Is your decision Conservative Blue,
you’ll sell whatever to raise a quick pound
Last time Maggie Thatcher sold all she could
the Utilities went, and she saw it was good,
She sold out the miners, small business’s too
but what the heck, that’s not important to you.
The Fat Cat’s of Business are in total control
they keep to the shadows, the Party Bankroll
they care not for who will be drowned in the mire
as the cuts are forced through, put all to the fire.
“Sell off the country, sell Greenbelt land”
sell anything profitable for those in command
NO worries of the poor and forget the old
change the NHS, leave them out in the cold..
Sell off our Forests …to Private Concerns too
restrictions to us, we won’t walk free as we do,
no Country hikes, they’ve worked with such guile
give them an inch, they’ll take the whole mile.
When will we learn, Politicians lack souls?
they do things for profit and personal goals
they’ll strip us bare to keep the country afloat,
when we finally sink, they’ll have their own boat.
LadyP © 2011
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My good friend, Jenny, Honey I’m Home has given me the chance to let you know 7 things about myself, and after unloading all my info, I was supposed to pick out 15 other blogs to likewise furnish a ‘Stylish Blog Award’ too.
Quite a headache really, BUT I happened onto Beth’s site Day BY Day (also nominated) and my thanks to you Beth, for giving me a loophole, as I agree you wholeheartedly in saying everyone is a stylish blogger…How on earth could I pick 15 out of all the stylish bloggers I visit and catch up on?. Impossible, quite simply impossible… So I award everyone of you this award… and you can pick up the baton of sharing 7 things about yourself if you so wish …
Now for the 7 things……
I think someone sneaky
crept in at dead of night,
swapping my jeans
for ones just
I can get them on
there’s no doubt about that
BUT they seem so uncomfy
and make me feel fat.
If I look sideways in the mirror
and then inhale deeply
they don’t look so bad,
but I can’t
hold my breath
for more than a few
seconds or two,
and I’d rather be alive
than just look thinner, wouldn’t you?
I’ve come to the conclusion
I might have gained weight,
I think it’s the fault
of all the tasty
things I ate,
why oh why
didn’t that sneaky
person think twice
and swap my body for one smaller,
now wouldn’t that’ve been nice!!
LadyP © 2011
I could but dream of times gone by
when wishes might come true
I could only dream, let thoughts fly
before I dreamt , my love, of you
You fill my dreams, my waking hours
you make breathing worth the inhale
where eyes only had time for showers
now they shine with life, without fail
I did but dream of times gone by
where wishes have come true
I love my life, the thoughts let fly
as I live and still dream through you….
LadyP © 2011