I’m functioning in robot mode today. Doing what I have to do. Keeping busy. Acting normal.
To outsiders I am just my normal me. Doing my job, conversing with everyone as normal, smiling, laughing……….
But to those who know me, they’re aware that something is not right. They have heard it in my voice. The tone has altered. There is a ‘serious’ undertone that they have detected. And they would be correct. There is something serious happening in my world.
My gorgeous Almond is off to the vet tomorrow morning for a surgical procedure. She has a lump on her toe that is very likely cancerous so the vet will be amputating her toe and sending tissue samples off to a lab for analysis. I have to think positively that the lump is contained within the toe because if the lab results are not good news then my darling girl will be back under the knife again and may have to lose the leg.
I have a silly hope that the vet will cut open the lump and discover that it is just an infection caused by a rogue grass seed. Seed removed, site cleaned, toe remains on foot and she is home tomorrow night groggy from the anaesthetic, with a sore foot and an Elizabethan collar around her neck to prevent her from pulling at the dressing. That is the best-case scenario.
Worst-case scenario is that she has an aggressive form of cancer and it has already spread to her lymph nodes and other organs. That, however, is a reality that I am not willing to contemplate at this stage.
So fingers crossed please everyone. I need Miss Almond to be happy and healthy for her 4th anniversary on the 18th.