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Simba's Recovery
by N.K.
My niece's divorce brought
Simba, a Rag Doll cat, to our home. I invited Nedda to come
to the house to help Simba integrate with our two other cats, Chandler and Tash,
but when she met Simba, Nedda was immediately concerned about his appearance
and especially his breathing. Every breath Simba
took was labored. Nedda urged me to
take him to the vet right away and to keep the other cats out of the
room.
Simba had fluid around his
lungs, diagnosed as idiopathic chylothorax.
My veterinarian wasn't very optimistic. There was so much fluid that the doctor didn't
remove all of it on the first visit. Simba would have to come back again
and again to have the fluid removed if he was to survive. I brought Simba home determined to help him get well.
Nedda suggested
some flower essences to help Simba with the depression he felt, largely
related to his attachment to my niece. She had raised him
from a kitten and he was both sad to leave her and upset by the personal
upheaval she was going through.
For a few weeks,
Simba seemed stable, but did not improve much. He didn't like the
more nutritious diet Nedda suggested I feed him and wasn't eating very
well. He was used to junky cat food from the supermarket.
All I could get him to eat was freshly cooked turkey.
Removing the
fluid helped for a day or two, but he had to go once every week to have
it done. During this time, he was seen by 3
different veterinarians at the same practice, and each one said there
was no hope. I knew in my heart that they were
wrong. I just had to find the answer.
One
day, Nedda suggested a series of healing sessions. She explained
that energetic healing is cumulative in effect, and for such a serious
condition a series of 3 consecutive sessions over 3 consecutive days
might start to turn things around. I agreed to try it.
I saw immediate
improvements in Simba after the very first session. He
began eating better and had a little more energy.
Nedda urged him to use his energy
for healing and not become too active just yet. She also enlisted
the help of the other cats, especially Chandler who began sitting outside the
door of Simba's room yowling. I thought he might be threatening
Simba, but Chandler told Nedda that he was singing songs of
encouragement. When the cats met nose-to-nose through a screen,
there was never a hiss or a growl. Meanwhile, I gave Simba
homeopathics, dietary supplements, and special food, and used prayer and
color therapy to help him heal.
Simba kept slowly improving.
He gained weight. His bedraggled coat shed out and became soft and
beautiful. He began to play with the other cats and asked to go
outside from time to time.
But he still needed to have fluid
removed once a week.
One
day, Simba took a turn for the worse. I called Nedda, who did
another healing. This time, the change was dramatic. When I
took him for his weekly visit to the vet, one whole side of his lungs
were clear of fluids.
Simba
had turned a corner and went for two whole weeks without needing any fluids removed.
During that time, he played with the other cats, spent more time outside, and
his appetite increased dramatically. Simba was so much better!
At
his next visit, the vet took out half as much fluid as before. Yet when we got home, Simba refused to eat or play, and moped
around the house. I called Nedda the next day because I
couldn't figure out what was wrong.
When Nedda talked
telepathically to Simba,
he told her he was depressed. He believed he was not getting better. After
two weeks of
not going to the doctor, he thought he was all done.
Then, because he had to go back, he decided he must not be healing. He was
depressed because of this misunderstanding.
Nedda cleared up the
confusion for him. She said it
simply wasn't true that he wasn't getting better. She explained that
getting well can take time. She reminded him that
two whole weeks had gone by between fluid removal treatments. She told him
how much everyone loved him and wanted him to heal.
As Simba
and Nedda finished talking, I was amazement to see him walk over to the food dish and
eat enthusiastically for the first time in 24 hours.
When he was through, he began playing with a toy that was lying on the floor.
Nedda had talked him through an important emotional shift. He was
back on the road to recovery, and
in
just a few more weeks, Simba had entirely recovered.
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