Jane and Blue:
Recently I was contacted by Jane who was in distress about her budgie, Blue. He had been diagnosed with testicular cancer and the vet had estimated that he had about two months of life left.
Blue was not singing anymore and was having good days and bad days. On the good days he seemed himself, a little old and weary, but still OK. While on the bad days Jane was moments away from taking him back to the vet. Jane was in a quandary, she did not want him to suffer and certainly did not want to be keeping him alive for her own sake, but equally did not want to cut short his life. In the wild animals that are old and ill are taken care of by nature, but in the artificial environment of the home, decisions have to be made.
Something told Jane that is was not quite his time yet, and she was determined to prolong his life as long as was comfortable.
The first time I met Blue he was hunched on his perch and his breathing was laboured, to me he seemed a little uncomfortable and maybe in pain which I would describe as sharp. I could perceive that he had a large swelling inside and this seemed to be causing him discomfort. He was very respective to the treatment and sat patiently while I worked on him.
The second time I met Blue he seemed markedly different. I could perceive that the swelling had gone down and that he was uncomfortable, but there was no sharp pain. Again he sat patiently while I worked on him, watching me from the corner of his eye. Jane reported that as I worked he got heavier on her hand.
The third time I saw Blue he was looking much better. In my perception, where there had been swelling, he now seemed hollow. He had more energy and sat patiently while I worked on him. I continued to remove layers of energy, each time going a little deeper.
The forth time I met Blue I could hardly recognise him. He was no longer hunched on his perch and was very active. Again he was receptive and let me work on him, but animals only take what they need, and before long he was flying around the room.
Jane reported back that 2 years ago his cere (area around nostrils) had turned from blue to brown, which is a sign of an increase in oestrogen and can be indicative of testicular cancer. Since Blue had been having treatments, his cere had began to return to blue. Also by the fourth treatment Blue was singing, something which Jane thought she would never hear again.
Jane was able to enjoy the last few weeks with Blue, seeing that he was himself, interacting with her and happy flying around the house and singing. Then, slightly longer than had been estimated, nearly 4 months later, it really was time. Jane knew that he had lived his last few weeks with enjoyment. This time round there was no hesitation, Blue deteriorated very rapidly, she had no confusion and no doubt and with peace of mind, she knew it was time.
With healing you can not change what is meant to be, but you can make the journey a little easier.
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