A diagnosis of bladder cancer

My cancer notebook is taking a new turn. The night before my final radiation, I took Mango to the vet for an ultrasound due to unexplained blood in the urine. She has a mass in her bladder, I got to see it. It’s cancer. Her prognosis is 2-4 months, vet thinks more like 4, and I know from pet clinic as well as her acupuncturist and herbalist that she could outlive this.

However, early on in my own cancer journey shortly after my diagnosis, I had the feeling that Mango would get me through my cancer and then go. Her vet agreed. He is very intuitive. And a few days ago I had the knowing that she would be going sometime in February or April. And then the 2-4 month prognosis, which is a perfect match.

Within the last month, (and before) I let her know that I will support her to stay as long as she wishes. She’s 15 and has been through A LOT. And I also said to her, it’s also OK if you are ready to go. You do not need to stay for me. You do what you need and I will be here for you.

The mass developed in the last month or so since her last lab work. Since that conversation I had with her. So, while I have all these healing skills, and while I 100% will support her with diet, herbs and energy work, I’m not going to override her choice, her nature, her natural process.

So when I say last day, first day…I took this knowledge into my final radiation. And today is a new day for us both. Treats and walks and being together in this transition phase.

So much big Love. And big appreciation for her vets. They are incredible humans. Compassionate and present.

Her acupuncturist/herbalist helped me on Christmas Eve with a plan of herbs going forward.

So grateful.

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