Every joy and every pain
Ginger has corneal sequestrum, and the eye specialist we saw was pushing for surgery. If you do a quick search on feline sequestrum, you'll find that surgery is always the last resort. I could not believe my ears when the vet coldly suggested surgery right after examining his eyes, and also (rightly) pointed out Ginger's eyes will be permanently scarred.
It's only been a month since I noticed that stain in his eyes. To have it escalated to a point where surgery and grafting is required, where his eyes will never be back normal again, seems punishing. Punishing me, for bringing my furries with me. Across oceans and seas. When they were fine, happy, enjoying their simple lives in SG.
Punishing them, going through so much ordeal, so much fear and anxiety.
I brought the furries over with so much hope. Hope that they have equally awesome if not even better lives with us. Hope that they receive fantastic vet care, seeing that Oz is renowned for graduating vets. In just one month, before we touched down, before we could even get them their pet insurance, in my absence, Ginger has been diagnosed with acute pancreatitis, and right after, sequestrum. Why are the conditions only appearing when we are at our most vulnerable? In a foreign country, with no income, no friends and family, away from furries' regular vet.
Called Ginger's regular vet in SG, and Dr Nicholas recommended another vet for Ginger to get a second opinion. Just made the earliest appointment next week. Fingers, as usual, crossed.
On the mountains I will bow my life
In the valley I will lift my eyes
And I will choose to say
Blessed be Your name
And I am not alone
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