Aug 02, 2008 14:30
Clea is gone. She couldn't pee, she was in pain. The cancer had spread to her lymph nodes and the swelling caused an obstruction. Her only option was to be cut open again at a hospital far from home. That might have bought her a little time, but not quality time. She was ready. She wanted it to be here; Bellwood was always her home too.
When she was diagnosed, they gave her 3-6 months. That was a year ago this week. She fought much longer than expected, but that still doesn't ease the pain very much right now.
I spent the last five days of her life at her side, camping out on the deck at my folks' place in central PA. She slept by me every night. I gave her as many hugs and kisses as I could when I wasn't caring for Indea and Zoe (Indea is recovering from a herniated disc and Zoe is recovering from surgery. She has cancer too.). I gave her cookies and belly rubs and lots of love. She had a hot dog and hamburger for dinner Friday night, her last meal.
She went in my arms, and in my mom's arms. She was ready. She gave me kisses and looked into my eyes with love and understanding up until the very end.
She will always be loved and missed. The empty place on my couch, in my life, and in my heart will never be filled again.
I miss my pookie.