Miracles and Mayhem – that’s the best way to describe my summer. I can’t believe it’s mid-way through August already. Last summer, I moved to a new house and had tons of work to do, but last summer still seemed twice as long as this one. This summer just flew by. I meant to get so much done, but life had other plans.
My guides were telling me back in March not to offer appointments during the summer, but I couldn’t understand why. I simply ignored the advice but soon found my decision made for me with the news of a summer city construction project around my home. Being the construction is so invasive and loud, I had to forgo appointments for the summer. I’ve tried to offer email readings when possible, but it seems I can never do enough to meet the demand, and this, I believe, is what my guides wanted me to learn from all this. There will never be enough “help” to offer in this way; people need more – something different.
The more I tried to fight this and continue offering as many email readings as possible, the more chaos came into my life. This is what usually happens when people ignore their guidance, by the way. I may be good at receiving guidance, but I’m also very good at being stubborn. I had several migraine headaches this summer. I believe it was one of the worst seasons I’ve had in a while. Between the summer humidity levels and the construction, I’m almost praying for snow.
But, I can’t forget about the miraculous part of my summer. As many of my Facebook friends already know, I’ve had a rough couple of weeks. My closest friend was diagnosed with cancer a few weeks back. Yes, she has fur, but that just makes her even more special to me. Cheyenne is the most wonderful dog I have ever met, and I’m really not just biased. Everyone who meets her falls in love with her. Many clients who’ve been to my home have met her and often comment on how special she is.
Cheyenne became very sick all of a sudden. After taking her to our local vet and then to the MSU Vet Hospital, she was diagnosed with cancer and given days – possibly weeks – to live. The prognosis was not good. She was sent home with a pill form treatment in hopes we would have time to say goodbye, and she could roll in the grass a few more times. At first, we expected she wouldn’t last more than a few days. She wasn’t eating so, of course, was becoming very weak.
I tried helping her medical treatment with energy treatments of my own, in hopes it would aid her body in accepting the other treatment and to help her be more comfortable. I talked to her and told her how much I love her, and I promised I wouldn’t let her suffer. And I cried and cried and cried some more. I was lying next to her on the floor, talking with my husband about the decision I didn’t want to make, and Cheyenne said something so very clearly to me. She looked into my eyes and said she felt like she was letting me down. It has always been her job to protect me, and she wanted to protect me from my pain. She knew I wasn’t ready to lose her. It killed me that I had made her feel that way. I don’t want her to suffer, and I told her so. But, the next day she slowly started eating again, and soon we were seeing some of her old self shining through.
This past week, I took Cheyenne to our local vet for her check up to see if the treatment is working, and what was found was nothing short of a miracle. The treatment is working extremely well! Cheyenne’s white blood cell count is back within the normal range, which almost everything was, and her liver is even functioning again. My vet was astounded by the results. I’m not the type to discount a miracle when I see one, and I thank Heaven for the extra time Chey has been given. I know it’s not a cure, but as long as she’s happy and the treatment is working, I’ll keep doing what I’m doing. It will be more than difficult to let her go, but I will be able to do it when the time comes.
What made it so hard for me is that I couldn’t make things better for her. It wasn’t that she was letting me down that broke my heart; I was letting her down. I was failing her. I felt like there was more I could do, and I knew she didn’t have to die in such a way. I couldn’t let her go at the hospital – in a place full of strangers. She deserves more than that.
Chey was rescued when she was about two years old. She had been through a lot in the time before she came to live with my family, and I refuse to let her experience more suffering. Part of her abuse was that she was abandoned by her family, so I can never allow her to feel that way again. I fought for her, and a miracle happened. I don’t know how long this miracle will last, but I am bound to protect her as she does me, and I will.
And so, as crazy as this summer has been, I’ve decided to stop fighting my guidance. I get tons of emails from people requesting appointments and email readings, and I feel horrible that I can’t meet all those requests, but I’m going to take time to enjoy the rest of my summer. I will not be offering email readings until after school starts on Sept. 6th. It is my hope that will give me the time I need to actually write something helpful in my blog. There’s been an influx of questions for the “Ask Sheri” column, and I would love to answer a few. Answering questions in my blog will hopefully reach more people than replying to individual email readings, though I do understand I’ll be letting others down by not offering that service.
That brings me back to my lesson this summer. I need to do less with giving answers and more with helping people find them for themselves, and I’m working on ways to do that. For now, my focus will be on using my time in a way that will help the most people, and so I hope to focus more on my blog and website for the next few weeks.
Thank you all so much for your prayers, love and understanding. I honestly love my job, but it would just not be the same without the wonderfully amazing people I meet and am honored to work with.
Love and Blessings,
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Thank you both. 🙂 Yes, Luc, it’s the Michigan State Veterinary teaching hospital. It’s on the Michigan State campus. I thought it was kind of confusing to get to, but it is the best place to take your pet when you don’t know what else to do. I believe they are a regular vet, too. And, yes, anyone can go there. Keep in mind, however, it is a teaching hospital. Not all procedures they wanted to do were necessary. They wanted to do a few extra things that would have cost me another thousand dollars because they were curious whether her cancer started in her organs or her bone. Since the procedures would not affect her treatment and would only cause her pain, I said not to do them. But, if I hadn’t taken her there, she would have already died.
As I was reading about your dog recovering, I had a mile smile on my face. I am so happy to hear about Cheyenne. God bless all of you and know you are in my prayers!!!!!
wow those are great news!! so happy for you and your furry friend!
I’m sure the energy work and the prayers are working!
I didn’t know there was a MSU Vet Hospital… can anyone go there?
I ask for my dog 🙂