"Typhoon" is not just a cavalier who is loved by me and is an inspiration to me. Typhoon also emphasizes the size and meaning of the phrase "unconditional love," to me. Furthermore, he is an important reason why I fight so hard when I was sued by my neighbors. I tell myself, and to the public, that I will fight until the end so that I can have Typhoon with me and my family forever.
However, sometimes the deities can test us, in a surprising way.
I say to everyone that cavalier king charles spaniels are lively, loving, look after other people's happiness more than their own, and do they best to please others. Their tails will always be wagging when they are awake. Unless they are critically unwell, their tails will always be wagging. This must be the reason why by the time I realized Typhoon was ill, the vet already diagnosed that Typhoon does not have a lot of time left.
We just found out that Typhoon has been infected by a kidney disease for 3 weeks. He is already at a critical level. We treat Typhoon with various efforts to the best of our abilities. However, in the mean time, I've noticed his lymph glands have been growing everyday, and he struggles to breathe. So we took Typhoon to the hospital to be tested. His cells were taken to be tested, and he was x-rayed. The vets are quite confident he has lymph gland cancer. They also found, on the x-ray film, that there is a white sheet covering almost the whole of his lung. They don't know if it's just inflammation or lung cancer. It makes him breathe with great difficulty.
The vets said if the lymph gland or the lung, or both, have cancer, especially the former, Typhoon will have just 3 months left.
The vet recommended that I admit Typhoon into the hospital so he can receive oxygen treatment. However, after a long discussion, I decided to order an oxygen cell, and bring Typhoon back to be treated at home. I do not want to leave him at the hospital. If he is to have only 3 months left, I want them to be 3 months where he sleep in my room every night, as he has always done.
Art, my friend, kindly brought the oxygen cell to me. Actually, Art was the one who carried Typhoon from America to Thailand, for me, 5 years ago.
Typhoon still sleeps in my room, but not on the bed as usual, but in the oxygen cell, which is placed next to the bed.
I try to spend as much time as possible with Typhoon. Of course I still go to work at the office, but I always rush home without stopping anywhere. When I return, no matter where Typhoon is, be it in oxygen cell or outside it, he would wag his tails and look up at me lovingly, as if to say, "no matter how much time is left, every moment we share is valuable."
I still hope that no matter what the result of my law case, which I was sued by 2 of my neighbors, is I will still have Typhoon with me. I've already made plans that no matter the result, I will move Typhoon and his friends to Hatyai. I really want Typhoon to be in my plans, no matter what those plans are, forever. I do not know how I can beg this from. Whoever it is, please grant some more time for Typhoon and me to be together.
At that moment my husband still was the senator of Songkla province , my hair was still dark - not much gray :-) And Oooooh! my kids have been looking so good (and they are good ,teehee) ,no matter how much years fly . I love that.
