by Shelley Kraft
            This is my personal story of love and healing...
            
            
            …of care and feeling, and of taking a road less 
            traveled to the time when I had to say a final goodbye to my cat 
            Randy.  Randy was 13 years old when he was first diagnosed with 
            cancer. Traditional Western medicine and drugs only took him so 
            far.  Yet, through the use of Eastern medicine, B-12 shots, herbs, 
            lots of love and a great doctor I was able to both extend and 
            improve Randy’s last year.
            
            
            The reason I am writing this story is in the hope of 
            benefiting other ailing pets, to give them a better quality of life 
            and to grant some measure of happiness to the owners of sick pets by 
            making others aware of Eastern medicine and the benefits it has to 
            offer to animals.
            
            
             My cat, Randy was diagnosed with cancer on August 
            fourth, 2004 – I’ll never forget that date.  When the vet came out 
            and gave me the news he gave Randy only two months to live.  I was 
            beside myself and started crying uncontrollably.  I couldn’t believe 
            what he said and how casual he was with the words he had spoken.  
            Where was the equivalent to “Bed Side Manner” to ease the shock of 
            his words?  For three weeks I was distraught over the news.  I had 
            lived with Randy since he was 3 months old.  I didn’t know what to 
            do or what to believe of my beloved cat having only two months left 
            to live.  My pain eventually gave way to careful thought.  I decided 
            to go back to the same vet’s office, see a different veterinarian 
            and find a plan of action that was positive.  I believed that I 
            could help Randy If I could just find the right way and that he 
            would live longer than two months.
My cat, Randy was diagnosed with cancer on August 
            fourth, 2004 – I’ll never forget that date.  When the vet came out 
            and gave me the news he gave Randy only two months to live.  I was 
            beside myself and started crying uncontrollably.  I couldn’t believe 
            what he said and how casual he was with the words he had spoken.  
            Where was the equivalent to “Bed Side Manner” to ease the shock of 
            his words?  For three weeks I was distraught over the news.  I had 
            lived with Randy since he was 3 months old.  I didn’t know what to 
            do or what to believe of my beloved cat having only two months left 
            to live.  My pain eventually gave way to careful thought.  I decided 
            to go back to the same vet’s office, see a different veterinarian 
            and find a plan of action that was positive.  I believed that I 
            could help Randy If I could just find the right way and that he 
            would live longer than two months.
            
            
            Randy’s new day began as I inquired about 
            medicine/drugs that I believed were not too invasive.  At this point 
            I knew nothing about applying Eastern healing to animals.  Randy was 
            initially put on a drug named “Chlorambucil” also known as “Leukeran”.  
            This turned out to be a potent drug.  A quarter of a tablet was to 
            be administered twice a day by me while wearing heavy-duty gloves 
            that the vet supplied to me.  I had to put the pill in a syringe 
            type instrument and then “try” to get him to swallow the pill.  As 
            this is a cancer drug, it also had to be refrigerated and kept in a 
            plastic bag away from other foods.  Only the vet or a pharmacist was 
            allowed to cut the drug in quarters while wearing gloves and 
            goggles.  After I found this out I asked myself “Am I crazy doing 
            this?”.  Then I realized this is my Randy and I pledged to myself to 
            do whatever I could within my means to help him.
            
            
            I continued with this plan feeling confident that he 
            was doing and feeling better.  But to me he just didn’t seem like my 
            fun loving, playful Randy.  He ate normally, but he wasn’t active 
            and he slept too much.  I was consoled that I still had my Randy.  
            Then there was a change of events.  Randy started getting worse 
            around Christmas 2004 I looked deep in Randy’s eyes and he seemed to 
            be saying “I can’t do this anymore”.  I felt so sad again.  I didn’t 
            know what to do at this point.  All I knew was that I wasn’t ready 
            to let go of Randy.  So again I collected my thoughts, called the 
            vet and told them how poorly Randy was doing.  I asked what else 
            there was for me to do and the woman I spoke to suggested that I try 
            the acupuncturist who was on staff at the same veterinarian 
            facility.  From that conversation I knew I had to take this chance.  
            I started bringing Randy in on January 5, 2005 for his first 
            acupuncture treatment.  
            
            
            This is how the visits went and how Randy felt from 
            them.  For the first couple of months of treatment I had to bring 
            Randy in once a week, meet with the acupuncturist and watch as 
            little needles were placed in specific pressure points on Randy for 
            about 20 minutes.  Anyone who has had a cat knows how difficult it 
            is to keep their cat still, let alone for 20 minutes while needles 
            are placed in their body.  Surprisingly, Randy lay still on the 
            table for each 20-minute session while I pet him.   After the 
            needles were removed he got a B-12 shot and I was given Chinese 
            herbs that were to be administered twice daily to Randy.  After just 
            the first few visits Randy seemed like his old self again.  
            Miraculous, he was starting to play again and be less lethargic.  
            Once I saw this change in Randy I was overjoyed and filled with 
            hope.  Soon I was able to taper down his visits to once every 2 – 3 
            weeks.  This treatment regimen went on for over 8 months through 
            September 5, 2005.  Almost at once Randy’s body just couldn’t go on 
            anymore.  He passed away peacefully on September 27, 2005.  I was 
            still not ready to let Randy go, but at this point I knew that it 
            was his time and I had done everything I could do within my means.
            
            I 
            sincerely hope that in some 
            small 
            way this article will bring comfort to both you and your pet. Please 
            don’t hesitate to contact me directly if you have any questions or 
            would like more information should you feel that this is a path that 
            you might like to take for yourself and your pet’s well being:
             
            
            
             
  
  
  
  
            
            
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