Why am I writing this?

I have known many, many people who have had their dogs die from cancer. In many cases, the cancer was too far advanced to treat. Of those who did treat, you don't know the details of what they went through. It sounds quite simple when summarized with 'we went though chemo and he lived 2 years'. There is a whole lot more emotion and decisions to be made. Treatment is not always simple.

This blog is my own personal experience. Some days are filled with frustration, others are filled with laughter. If anyone is offended, I can't apologize for my emotions. I typed what I felt at the time. It does not mean I feel the same today. If you want clarification, just ask. No matter my frustrations, I know my vet and oncologist are doing a fantastic job of caring for Arri. He just is not co-operating by being a 'typical' case.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Cancer journey from the beginning


  October 4, 2011  I walk in the house and Arri is doing the happy dance on the other side of the room.  I spot a very large lump on the inside of his rear leg, just above the ankle.  It looks like 1/2 a golf ball attached to his leg.  Initially I thought he hurt himself and it was swelling.  Upon closer inspection, it was a very firm but movable lump.  I know this is not good.  Arri has made me the expert in fatty tumors and this is not one of them.  He gets his nails trimmed regularly so I also know it grew very, very fast.
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