Be a Warrior in Your Own Life!


Hi everyone

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Thank you deeply for all of your beautiful wishes regarding the death of Snuggles. It’s hugely comforting to know we have been in your thoughts and prayers.

Snow had her second birthday on the 15th of October and I have an awesome video of her, on her birthday, to share with you in a future post. Plus, I still have a ton of Disneyland Paris photos and some videos from there too. Do not miss the video of me screaming on a rollercoaster, it’s hilarious.

Unfortunately, Snow was rushed in for emergency surgery on Monday 27th. She couldn’t eat or drink and I found an abscess on her left cheek. She was cut open and now has a tube through her cheek, that is acting as a drain. My mum is looking after her and she has a checkup tomorrow. Daisy is also going to the vets tomorrow for a lump check.

Be a warrior in your own life, is exactly how I am feeling right now.

As you know, I often think of life events in terms of stories, right now, I see myself as a warrior, protected by a suit of armour. Being knocked down to the floor and getting back up time and time again. Fighting through life’s challenges. Rebuffing, the constant unpleasant surprises snd thinking of the time when I will be in a field of daisies with the sun beaming down on my golden hair and helmet comfortably tucked under my arm.

I still think life is beautiful. I still see its wonder. I try to be mindful of the present, while looking to the future.

3 deaths so far this year. My Grandma, Cinnamon and Snuggles.

Life is a test, be a warrior in your own life and let nothing stop you from feeling its amazing beauty and that it’s fantastic to be alive.

Keep pursuing your dreams, keep moving forward with your life, keep looking to the future and keep fighting to live, survive and thrive.

Be a warrior in your own life and be truly unstoppable.

Embrace your quirky and write soon

Sandra

Never Give Up!


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imageI saw the ‘Never give up’ photo on Facebook, and knew that I must do exactly that. Snuggles has been fighting for her life and I wasn’t about to give up on her.  Even though my mum’s vet in Dawlish suggested she may need to be put to sleep, my own vet in Exeter, said there is a slim chance she may survive the operation and he would perform it. She had 3 fatty lumps removed and her ovaries and uterus that they were attached to. The photo is of the smallest lump that was removed. She pulled through the anesthetic well, which is a miracle, and is recovering in the vets tonight. One major problem still remains, her liver is badly damaged with fatty degeneration. It is yellow and may or may not repair itself. I have to cut veg down or out of her diet completely and have all in one pellets. She needs to start eating again by herself, instead of being syringe fed. This is a huge concern.

I went to the vets to drop some food off for her, before I found out her diet must be changed. I was allowed to give her hugs, but felt like I was going to faint. The room went grey, I felt sick, dizzy and over-heated. I had to end my time with Snugs, quicker than I wanted to, but I didn’t want to drop her. With looking at that lump and seeing her half the size of the skin and bones she was before she had the op; plus the pink stream from where the injection and maybe blood had mingled in her coat, and the smells, and her moaning in pain, it’s no wonder I nearly passed out. Snuggles is a brave warrior, braver than me, and my hero for eternity. Miss her tonight. As I do every night I don’t see her.

I got that pretty necklace from Disneyland Paris and I wear it a lot. It reminds me that dreams can come true, that wonderful things can happen, and that magic and miracles can occur. I rub it and believe it so much. I also believe in Snuggles and in never giving up!

Wish Snuggles Good Luck!


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Unfortunately, Snuggles has stopped eating and drinking again by herself. The vets in Dawlish where my mum lives, could not find the cause when examing her yesterday morning. That same day, my own vet in Exeter, who had just returned from holiday that day, found a mass in her tummy. He knew it just from feeling her tummy and an ultrasound confirmed it.

The lump is either a tumor or an enlarged liver, due to her not eating much. On Thursday 23rd of October, she will have surgery to determine what the lump is, and if it can be operated on. She is weaker than should be to undergo an operation and anaesthetic. Please wish her good luck.

A Celebration of Life!


Hi everyone

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Cinnamon just had a bath.
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It’s sad to think I won’t have Cinnamon or my Grandma this Christmas.

This morning my Cinnamon died at home in his cage. He had been severely poorly. He had barely eaten all day on Saturday. I took Sunday off from my day job to take him to the vets. He had to have surgery on most of his teeth. The bottom ones, either side, that were curving over onto his tongue and had food trapped inbetween the gaps in his teeth, and the top teeth that had split. One of his bottom teeth had somehow broken off. He had bad side effects from the anaesthetic, including peeing blood. He had a fit and still wouldn’t eat or drink by himself, and this was ongoing until he died.
I rushed Cinnamon into the emergency vets on Monday morning. Then to my own vets after, where they kept him all day and syringe fed him. I rushed him into my own vets yesterday, after he went on his side and his eyes were closing. In the taxi, his body was convulsing. It was horrid to watch. At the vets he was okay, and they said it must have been seizures. They had him in for the day and syringe fed him. He made a few piggie noises which was a good sign, but he was still very sick. Each time at home, he would barely be able to stand up and kept sleeping. Although the vets believed that his teeth stopped him from eating, two x-rays revealed he had a mass near his kidney and abdomen, that wasn’t a fatty lump. If he didn’t eat by himself by Saturday, he would have had to have an operation to remove it, or he would have died. Nature took him sooner.

There is a saying; that says start each day afresh. I have had to start the same day afresh, and turn the page immediately to start a new chapter in my life. Although I have been grieving for Cinnamon, I have had to put Daisy first. She cannot live by herself; and won’t eat or drink without Cinnamon, and would go downhill and die herself if I had left her on her own. I took action before Cinnamon was taken by my parents to be buried.

While my parents were still in my home, I researched the internet for a new bigger, because I needed my dad to take me to get one. I phoned a breeder whose piggies had all gone; but the heavens were smiling down on me and my furry family, and she had a friend who was a breeder. This friend just happened to have one single female piggie that hadn’t been able to be paired, because she is so different. As you know, being quirky myself, I love different. I went and bought her this afternoon and said she looks like a chestnut, so that is what I have named her. Daisy started eating again shortly afterwards. At the moment they are all living happily ever after, and it isn’t a fairytale in the fictional sense; but a truly magical gift that Chestnut happened to be in the right place at the right time.
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Daisy and new life partner Chestnut.

I miss you Cinnamon so much and I love you with every beat of my heart. I am so very sorry I couldn’t have saved you my sweetheart. Thankyou for the wonderful memories we will always share. I feel pain and loss for you, and mummy will always love you and treasure every moment and every whisker twitch she had from, and with, you. You were the vet’s favourite and my handsome, sexy male pig. You could give the human males a run for their money with such stunning beauty as yours. I loved putting my fingers through your locks of hair, holding you upright in my hands, which you loved, and calling you my king. You loved being the head of the household and I will miss you so very much, my precious one. Know you will be in my heart, forever and always. I love you until the ends of time and forever.

These last few days have been so emotional for me. I have been on a knife’s edge, not knowing whether Cinnamon will live to see another day, or be gone in the blink of an eye. After a few strange noises this morning from Cinnamon’s cage and a couple of light switches on and off, to see what was happening. Cinnamon sadly passed away in his sleeping position. When I took him out of the cage, he was dead, but only just, I think, because his body was so warm. I may have seen the shallows of his last breaths, or I may not have done. One thing I do know, he was a fantastic character, a great headbutter, and I will always love him no matter what.

As I celebrate your life before passing, I welcome a new life into our quirky furry family. It’s hard, but I have to remain strong and get through it. I love you forever Cinnamon. God bless you and keep you safe in his cuddle always. Goodbye my special one. I love you implicitly and always will, forever more. May your soul be at peace now, as your journey continues on the other side. Night my sweet Cinnamon. Love you forever and ever in my heart.

I am out of words and devastated, but thankful for Chestnut coming into our lives to save Daisy.

Take care of you and each other. Life is too short not to care. If you love someone or care for someone, tell them. You only get one life, and the choices you make now, will shape your future forever.
Thank you to each and every one of you, for being part of my community, my quirky life, and my quirky world. God bless each and every one of you.

Always remember to embrace your quirky, keep writing, and lead the life that only you were born to lead.

Sandra

Launch of sandrabellamy.co.uk


Hi everyone

Today is a good day.

Cinnamon was given the all clear for his cheek wound yesterday afternoon. It is no longer infected and almost healed.

It’s my two year anniversary of being free from a not very nice person to me.

It is also the launch of sandrabellamy.co.uk

Here is a copy of my About Sandra Bellamy/Home page:

Welcome to the website of Sandra Bellamy.

Sandra Bellamy, Writer, Owner and Founder of quirkybooks.net and beatredundancyblues.com/.co.uky

A Writer and Redundancy Breakthrough and Employment Success Specialist by night, a part-time Tutor for the Recovery Learning Community, a full-time Fitted Bedroom Specialist in John Lewis by day and a volunteer Health Buddy. Sandra Bellamy has a range of skills, experience, knowledge and expertise that she loves sharing with others to advance their own career and their own learning.

Sandra’s life changing moment came when she was made redundant for the second time in 2009.

“When I was made redundant for the second time in my career, it changed my life. At first I felt my gut was wrenched from me, worried about my future, concerned about finances, bewildered and lost, I just didn’t know what I was going to do.

A couple of weeks later I began to feel relieved that it was over.  I thought about the negative aspects of the job I had just left and focused on what I could change about my life and my future career to make me happy. Rather than just being in a job that I was good at, I began to see and understand what job I was meant to be doing. I assessed –

What I was passionate about?

What made me happy?

What did I ultimately want to do with my life?

I came up with two answers:

  1. To be a writer
  2. To help people

I now do both of these.

I  have had:

I have written the course content for ‘Blogging as an aid to recovery – How to start a WordPress.com blog’ that I am teaching for the Recovery Learning Community.

My blog about writing is at quirkybooks.wordpress.com. I write all of the content for beatredundancyblues.com and beatredundancyblues.co.uk. and beatredundancyublues.wordpress.com. I have my own author website at quirkybooks.net that is currently under construction and I am working on my first two e-Books.

I help people who are redundant to get back into work via my two websites beatredundancyblues.com and beatredundancyblues.co.uk. These are free to use resources, that have access to lots of job sites, recruitment sites and courses sites from within the one site. They have a wealth of other useful information, help and advice. Including about job interviews, time management and health and wellbeing. beatredundancyblues likes to take a holistic approach to redundancy and getting back into work.

Redundancy changed my whole outlook on life and now I am a much happier and more fulfilled person, who believes in myself and what I was born to do.  I do not profess to be the best, just to enjoy what I do and to help others  as best as I can.”

I am still waiting on the test results from Daisy’s operation. She has another check-up tomorrow morning because she had some severe swelling when she was checked by the vet yesterday.

I hope you enjoy your fireworks evening and it explodes with loads of good things for you.

Write as soon as I am able to,

Sandra

 

 

 

It all happened at once


Hi everyone

Just to let you know that I have been a bit quiet with blogging for a while because a lot has happened at once. (Well over a few days, one after each other.)

I am currently signed off work until the end of the week with a chest infection. I am on 1000mgs of antibiotics a day and they make me drowsy, dopey, feel sick, feel dizzy and give me stomach pains. I have got some anti-sickness tablets that are helping a bit.

Last week, on Wed 16th of October, I spoke to my mum on the phone and she was clearly not with it and very ill. She saw a doctor and he gave her antibiotics and anti-sickness tablets but told her not to take the antibiotics until she was eating again but she was too sick to eat much at all.

On Thursday 17th of October, I went to a meeting with my Grandma’s care home Manager about the poor care that she has been receiving. My dad had to be there too for legal reasons. His idea of what needs to be done to improve the care in the home and mine are sometimes not the same so the meeting was a bit stressful. I was glad that I stuck up for my Grandma’s rights. We have a special bond and if I didn’t try to improve the quality of her life whilst she is still alive, then I would never forgive myself.

Work in my day job was very stressful last week because there were two different customer issues that needed to be resolved. One of these issues went on for 4 days and the other became bigger. I am pleased to say that none of these issues were through any fault of mine. I was trying to get them resolved for the customer but both were beyond my control for resolution. I had to wait for the relevant managers to taken action and keep the customers happy in the meantime. It was hard work.

After work on Friday 18th October, I spoke to my mum on the phone. My mum had seen a doctor at home and had been told to go immediately to Torbay hospital in Torquay. I arranged to stay at my friend’s house in Torquay that night and by the time I got to the hospital it was almost midnight. I took the latest train as I had to clean, feed and settle my guineapigs for the night. I had never left them on their own overnight before.

My mum has a rare eye condition that affects her kidneys and at that point they thought it was a kidney infection.

My mum was on a drip and exhausted, I stayed briefly to check she was okay and I told her that I loved her. The receptionist said the consultant would be coming to see her the next morning some time between 8am and 10am.

I stayed over my friend’s house and had about 3 and a half hours sleep.

I headed back to the hospital on Saturday 19th of October to see what the consultant had to say. He said she had pneumonia. Me and my mum were a bit shocked.

I had taken the day off work to spend it with my mum and later she told me to see a Devon Doctor on call whilst at the hospital about my chest infection. It was a good sign that my mum was telling me what I should do. He tested my chest, diagnosed me with a chest infection and prescribed me 1000mgs a day of Clarithromycin antibiotics. Which is the maximum dose for severe infections. I had these antibiotics earlier this year for a severe chest infection but the 500mgs a day didn’t work and only double that dose would work. The side-effects are too bad to work with.

When I got home on Saturday night after seeing my mum at the hospital all day, the right side of Cinnamon’s face was swollen up like a tennis ball. I phoned the emergency vets and took him straight to the vets in a taxi. The vet said he had an abscess and they could operate and drain it or I could wait until Monday to see my own vet. After Peaches’s sudden death, there was no way I was going to risk it and so he had surgery that night. The vet phoned me to say he had come through the anaethetic okay and to collect him tomorrow.
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I ate a late meal then checked Daisy, just to make sure she was okay. I found two lumps on her stomach. I phoned the emergency vets and they said if she is eating and drinking then not to worry at the moment and to see my vet on Monday.

The next morning, Sunday 20th October, I called into work sick with my chest infection. I found a third lump on Daisy’s tummy and she hadn’t eaten or drunk hardly anything all night. I phoned the emergency vets and took her in. He couldn’t find any mites and he said he believes that they are fatty tissues and nothing to worry about it but to take her to see my own vet when I take Cinnamon at the end of the week for his check-up. They gave Cinnamon back to me to take home with Daisy. They asked me to syringe feed Cinnamon for the next 24hrs until he is eating all of his own foods again. He ate it from the syringe for them, but not for me. He hated it. Luckily he was eating his own foods almost straight away so I didn’t have to syringe feed him as often as every 2 hours. Daisy started eating too. The vet had concluded that Daisy must have been off her food and drink because she was pining for Cinnamon.

To cut an even longer story short. My mum is out of the hospital but still not well and my dad is cooking and cleaning for her. She had to come off one lot of tablets because they were making her have severe hallucinations and she phoned me up terrified. Without going into all of the details, she was seeing a younger version of me whilst I was talking to her on the phone. There was worse but I will leave it at that. The only trouble is, those tablets were the ones that I have to take for my chest infection. Although they gave her a higher than normal dose of 1500mgs. Without leaving an 8 hour gap in between tablets. My mum is worried about me still taking them.

I am drowsy from those antibiotics that I am taking. I finish taking them on Saturday night. The anti-sickness tablets that I am taking are for dizziness too. These also make me drowsy. Apologies if there are any mistakes in this post because I am really not with it.

Cinnamon, Daisy and Snuggles are all off to the vets tomorrow at 4.15pm to be checked over. Snuggles has been doing some face twitching and going on her side a little. It could be her heart and lung condition.

If I am well enough, I have to go to the hospital for a chest x-ray on Friday morning. There is no appointment, I have to go to the x-ray department with my doctor’s authorisation form, between 8am and 4pm and wait.

Apologies for the longer than usual post but I wanted you to know why I am not able to blog as much at the moment or interact as much on social media.

To look at the positive, I am blessed that my chest infection was diagnosed on the same day as Cinnamon had to have surgery because I need to be at home to look after him and give him his antibiotics.

Thanks for sticking with me. I am blessed to have such supportive and loyal blogger friends.

Write as soon as I am able to.

Sandra

Peaches may have saved Snuggles’s life


Hi everyone

Just to update you. I took my other 3 guineapigs to the vets today.

Because of Peaches’s death yesterday, the vet wanted to check all of my other guineapigs, as Peaches had a lung problem that was passed on genetically and all of them are from the same family.

During this visit, he checked each of my guineapig’s heart, lungs, fur, skin and eyes. I was shocked that he found a skin tumor on Snuggles’s back that was the size of my thumb. She had surgery to remove it, this afternoon. She also had a full body xray.

I am pleased that Snuggles didn’t have a problem with the operation. The xrays showed she has an enlarged heart and a spot on her lungs and that could cause future problems.

The tumor is going to the lab on Monday, to be tested for cancer. It will take a week to get the results back.

Snuggles is going for a check-up on Thursday, before I go away to London for 3 days. My mum is looking after my guineapigs whilst I am away and is attending the check-up with me.

I often believe everything happens for a reason. If Peaches hadn’t died yesterday, I wouldn’t have been asked to take her sister to the vets and the tumor may not have been found until it was too late. It may be, that Peaches, has saved her sister Snuggles’s, life. Bless you Peaches and thanks.

Thank the lord that Snuggles is still with me.

Here are is a photo after Snuggles’s operation.

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Until next time, write soon.
Sandra