‘That Same Old Feeling’ iv. New Year’s eve, I was invited to a get-together at a friend’s. The day was like most others: I woke in pain and feeling low. I caught up with a friend, and for a bit was able to forget everything going on – or at least push it from the forefront of my mind. After my friend left, I was going up to the house when a massive surge of anxiety and imbalance hit. This wasn’t a panic attack. It felt like something had gone wrong inside my body, inside my head, and the anxiety was a response to that. I called my friend, saying…

‘Life’s Short Interruption: Part II’ vi. Early November, I came home from a school function, only to have Wolf come up to me, moping – it’s what she did when she was sick. I was tired and she didn’t seem too bad, so I put her to bed, then went to sleep myself. The next morning she was no better. When her condition barely improved over the day, we took her to the vet. The vet examined her and immediately felt a lump in her belly. ‘Is it something she hasn’t digested?’ I asked. I’d been warned to no longer give Wolf bones because, at her age, she could have…