Except we weren't. In the two weeks since Bella was originally scheduled for this treatment, her condition has dramatically worsened. She barely uses her leg now, the swelling is noticeable, the tumor prominent on her right ankle.
"4 years. I'll be here until I retire." She responded. "Another 18 years or so."
When I commented that it must be difficult to see all of the heartbreak, she told me that working in this hospital was a rare opportunity. The dedication and concern the animals received from their families and the love shared was incredible to witness. Even though medically, the cases were challenging, she felt good about the ability to offer hope to these often distraught animal caregivers. She assured me she would take excellent care of Bella during her treatment.
Although I believed her, these trips are getting increasingly difficult for me as I am unable to hide in denial. Leaving without Bella is a gut punch.