Time

Its been about three weeks since we learned about Bella's condition.  I think about her life every day, wondering how much time she has left and what is going to go on in the last part of her life.  I ask myself at what point will she begin to feel something different in her body?  Will it come and go?  Or will the effects of the cancer set in permanently, faintly showing itself to her at first, maybe not really painful, but an unmistakable sign that something has changed? When will her quality of life begin to slip away?  I wonder when she comes to me if it is just for attention or is she asking me to take away the odd new feelings she may have. 

For now she still seems fine; the only sign I'm seeing of any change in her is a slightly diminished athletic ability.  She seems to tire a bit more easily when retrieving her tennis ball.  So we cut her sessions short and maybe do fewer sessions each day.  But eating, drinking, pooping all seem normal.  I see and hear no signs of distress or breathing difficulty.  And so far she's handling the Prednisone without any reaction. She goes back to the vet on 2/22/19 so we'll see what he says.

There is one other thing.  Bella has developed a habit of whining.  I think that this is her way of begging for treats but there's a possibility that she's crying as a result of discomfort.   I do know she's doing it more frequently.  Have to keep an eye on this.

This morning I went to my office as I usually do.  Bella followed me in and laid down near my desk, as she often does.  I watched her resting, breathing.  She's such a beautiful girl and I will miss her when she leaves. We have a little bit of time left.  I hope to make the most of it and to keep her as comfortable and happy for as long as I can.