My Miracle Kitty
by Kathy Adams
My 12 year old female dsh silver tabby named Bailey (after George Bailey in It's a Wonderful Life) was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic adenocarcinoma in Oct 01. Before I knew the diagnosis, I opted for surgery to explore and remove the tumor. Two days after surgical removal of a grapefruit sized tumor, the results came back. My vet suggested lots of tlc and pampering as she would likely succumb to her illness before Christmas. There were no chemo or radiation options. No hope. I was desolate. This kitty has been my faithful companion since I was in my late 20's... I did some research and discovered a high protein diet can help slow the growth of cancer. I read that one baby aspirin every few weeks can keep pain at bay. A few harrowing weeks went by. I hand fed Bailey. I talked to her. I talked to God. (Ignoring those who said she was "only" a cat.) I came to Rainbow Bridge and began preparing myself for the inevitable. A few months went by. Bails began to gain a little weight. She was eating much more heartily. She was starting to play. My vet remained cautious. Eight months go by. Bailey is up 3 pounds from her pre-surgical weight. She's instigating hide and seek. We bought a house and she was the first of my three pets to check it out, top to bottom and made herselp at home in the fenced yard. A year goes by. I decided to treat her to clean teeth. She recovered in two days. It is now almost 15 months from her diagnosis and her vet declared her CANCER free on Thursday!!! I just want to let you know that there can be hope when it looks hopeless. Bailey had the more aggressive fatal cancer, with the least information available and she pulled thru. If she hadn't, I at least knew I did everything in my power to keep her comfortable and happy until the end. You have to keep the faith. I think animals intuit when we are there for them, just like they intuit when they need to be there for us. I say a little prayer for everyone who's had to say goodbye to a special friend. It's one thing to grieve a person, but it's heartbreaking to grieve a pet. I know when Bailey, Samcat or Rosie's time comes, I will be back to this site and sharing my feelings. Peace.
Comments would be appreciated by the author, Kathy Adam