Things went bad very quickly

I'm heartbroken to share that on the 3rd January our sweet boy Boris suddenly and unexpectedly gained his wings as he peacefully made his way across the Rainbow Bridge surrounded by love and cradled in my arms

A day forever etched in my mind for the wonderful family walk we were all enjoying right up until the moment Boris staggered round the corner coming towards us with something very seriously wrong going on

Image Description - Boris the black cocker spaniel sitting facing the camera on a warm summer's day, he's sitting on grass with a hedge behind him looking very relaxed and majestic with his tongue out

What happened next was a traumatic blur having to deal with the awful Vets Now switchboard, firstly they were really slow to answer and then wasted even more valuable minutes by not giving us the address of the emergency vets until we'd answered a whole load of pointless questions about insurance and whether we could afford to pay for an emergency consultation, all whilst I'm driving around to the local vets on the off chance one of them was open, the call taker seemed more worried about whether we could afford to pay for an emergency consultation than Boris's health

Once we eventually got to the emergency surgery the actual Vets Now staff were 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 nothing was too much trouble, we weren't at all rushed and were given all the time we needed to come to terms with the diagnosis and deciding what to do in Boris's best interest moving forward

Although that company seriously needs to do something about the switchboard staff, that call taker made a difficult situation a million times worse and really upset me which didn't help with trying to keep calm for Boris in the middle of a medical crisis

My dad's health also took a turn for the worse the same night we lost Boris, he's now in constant pain with his cancer which is complicated by his alzheimer's. The Macmillan nurses have been fantastic and have got everything in place medication wise to try and keep dad as comfortable as possible

These past few weeks have been so difficult without Boris by my side with his reassuring cuddles and always being within arms reach for as long as I can remember, I've barely had the time to process Boris's loss because of everything being about about dad and his pain at the moment

I hope for dad's sake this new regime offers him some relief, it's not easy watching him struggling and being unable to articulate what and where the pain is

It was especially traumatic a few weeks back when the District Nurse refused come out to see dad in the early hours to administer the strong pain relief we have that was arranged through the Macmillan Nurse to be administered whenever dads pain gets really bad

Unfortunately I'm not allowed to administer these medications as I'm not medically trained and they're so strong, she told me to go back to dad's GP for stronger pain medication, then blamed it all on Harold Shipman as to why she wouldn't come out

I was absolutely steaming and put a complaint in about it, thankfully we've not needed to call them again for now as dad's pain does seem to be a lot better controlled for now, but for how long I'm not sure

Eko is very quiet and I'm sure he feels Boris's loss too, he was with us when Boris took ill but I opted to drop him off at home when we headed to the emergency vets, not imagining for one second that we wouldn't be bringing Boris back home again,

We're currently making new routines with Eko and ensuring he's the centre of attention, 

Boris is now back home and has joined Badger Boo and all my other past dogs ready to all be scattered together with me when the time comes

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Dawn & Eko xxx 

P.S. I have many draft posts about what's been happening since I last blogged properly, but I'll be adding them to the Jackanory Stories to keep the timeline straight about what we've been up too since last summer

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