I have two beautiful dogs, Buddha and Aquila. They are brother and sister, 6 year old Bull Arabs. Bull Arab is not really a breed, or is not recognized by the people who are concerned with such things. I think they are an Aussie blend, bred for hunting.
In 2003 I was preparing to go to Weipa, a mining community near the tip of Cape York in Queensland, for work. I was buzzing around town doing chores and sorting out things that needed doing before going away for a job that was expected to last about six months.
I took a wrong turn and found myself outside my medical clinic so I hastily decided to call in and see a doctor. I had been disturbed by the fatigue I was experiencing, but not enough to actually make an appointment to have it checked. The doctor ran some blood tests and I went back the next day for the results.
Hep C was the diagnosis. The rest is history.
I spent about six months in Weipa, and struggled the whole time. It was hot up there and we worked long hours. Before I got hep C I could handle that but by then it was extremely difficult.
I came home with a little more understanding of my disease. In those days there wasn’t much info on the internet, and I had only just bought my first laptop so I didn’t have the skills I do now to do research.
But the best thing I came home with was my dogs. They were born in the back yard of the house where I lived, so I saw them from their first day. Truth be told I saw their conception, but that’s another story.
There were many times when I was on treatment that I felt like giving up, but I didn’t, for my dogs. They need their mummy and I’m here for them. We’re a family.
You’d have to be a dog lover to understand.