Meg...

...took ill last week. I thought it was the heat but my vet said it was something else and so they took her to their veterinary hospital. But they didn't know what it was despite blood tests and a specialist scanner brought in for Meg.

On Saturday when I visited Meg, it was obvious I was going to lose her. So my vet tried to get her into a specialist small animal hospital in England.

Finally, they agreed to take her but only if I could get Meg there for a certain time.

So top left photo is of Meg on Saturday. She was wrapped in pads and blankets. She was completely out of it. And I was shaking like a leaf driving her there. I thought she hadn't survived the journey but they rushed her into ICU and an hour later she was poorly but stable.

Meg needed an MRI to try and find out what was wrong and hopefully it would be treatable. They knew at this point she had Cushings, but not what was causing it.

I got an email as soon as I got home saying Meg had taken a turn for the worse and the MRI scan which had been planned for the Monday because of the exhorbitant costs of getting the staff back in over the weekend to run it, was brought forward to Saturday evening because Meg was fading fast and was now having fits.

Just before midnight I got an email saying they knew the reason for the Cushings. It was a large tumour on her brain.

They are also treating her potassium levels because they are too low, and now they were able to adjust her pain relief and other treatment better.

Today I spent all afternoon with her. As you can see, she has vastly improved from yesterday and I was able to take her for a walk in the grounds. You can see her walking on the lead, and then a head shot where she looks reasonably alert.

Meg has had a lot more tests and the oncology team meet tomorrow, and they have to use some more specialist equipment to determine what kind of radiation treatment would be suitable for Meg and the tumour and where it is, and indeed if it would be possible.

So I am living day by day with Meg at the moment.

I have been in pieces over this, and I am sorry I was not able to get back to comments and good wishes for Meg on Thursday's Blipfoto post. I thank you for all your good wishes for Meg.

I do have the very best insurance for Meg which has enabled me do all this.

I am afraid my posts are going to be a bit erratic at the moment. And I probably won't be able to emotionally reply to comments.