This has been a very difficult week for me. I had to have my cat Samson, 16 years old, put to sleep this week. My once vibrant, happy, healthy boy had been losing weight rapidly and becoming more and more withdrawn over the last month. We had blood work done about two weeks ago and everything came back relatively normal, but then he lost two more pounds in two weeks and appeared to no longer be able to defecate. When we took him back to the vet, the doctor could feel a very large lesion in his intestine. Being 98% sure that Samson had intestinal lymphoma, there really was nothing the doctor would have been able to do for Samson. So, we took him home and spent one last evening with him. Taking him to the vet and saying goodbye was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. The doctor looked down at Samson and said, "You will get to meet my kitty in heaven today." It was heartfelt and somehow made me feel more at ease; having a Christian vet was yet another example of God's grace and love. We had Samson cremated and one day, when I am ready, we may use his ashes to plant a tree in his honor.
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| He is already missed and will always be loved. |
Ben and I leave this Sunday for Nashville. We will be meeting with the transplant team. I am not sure, at this time, what all that will entail. I don't think they will be doing any more testing, but I could be wrong about that. I will definitely let everyone know what all takes place and how the visit goes. I am anxious to find out how soon they will begin testing donors. We will be heading back to Texas on Tuesday.
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