My Princess..................

My princess was rushed to the vets this morning, thank goodness for my dear friend, who was on hand to drive me, she is now resting after our ordeal (Blossom, not my friend!). I have been suffering with a bad cold for weeks now, (deeper meditations and more yoga is required,) after debating on whether I felt well enough to go to work, I decided I would give it a go, even though I felt lightheaded and rather weak. All of a sudden I felt as if a presence was in front of the car, willing me to go home, I needed little persuasion, so home I went. On returning home I found Blossom on my bed, but clearly not herself. I moved her to the warmth of the fire and went to get changed, when I returned I found her vomiting, panting, too weak to stand, I knew this was not good. Having phoned my friend as I was in no fit state to drive, and Blossom was too weak to make the journey in the car without being held, she arrived a few minutes later and off we drove, tears streaming down my face as I told Blossom that if she felt it was time to leave us, it was okay. I loved her now and I always would, I did not wish for her to suffer. Walking into the vets, our favorite nurse who knows and loves Blossom was at the desk, she knew that this was serious, we were ushered into a private room to wait. When Craig came in to see us, I told him what had happened half an hour before, he took all her vital signs, and as it happened, they all seemed good, well good enough for an eighteen year old cat. As we went through all possible causes of Blossoms sudden illness and distress, options on doing a blood test to dig further he was, to my relief reluctant to give up on her, she is he said, one little battler. So after prodding and probing it was decided that perhaps Blossom has come down with a touch of gastroenteritis and the best course of action was to have an antibotic injection and see how she is tomorrow, if there is no change then we can run a blood test and see what that will tell us. I felt a lot calmer on my way home, and as I cradled my beloved cat in my arms I cherished the warmth of her body. It has now been four hours since the trip to the vets, she has not moved, except to have some tuna juice at midday, which she gobbled up very quickly, we have done several meditation together and now she is sleeping. I know that she is an old queen and that I have had her on borrowed time, she has come back from two near death illnesses, I know each moment is so incredibly precious, that if I do have to make that dreadful decision to send her homeward, it will have to be, as much as I adore her, I could not see her suffer........................