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.

Monday, January 30, 2012

January 10, 2012:

 2nd treatment:  Since the Dr was ok with a 6 hour fast yesterday, I decided a strict 8 hour was not critical.  Instead of starving the boy from dinner at 4:30 pm until after the treatment, I set my alarm and give him breakfast at 4:30 am.  We were able to leave the house on time today so the drive was much less stressful.  Arri also figured out the routine already and decided he did not need to sit and look out the window the whole trip. 

As soon as we entered the oncology office, Arri went for the Hedgehog. They have a couple of toys in the waiting area.   Another couple was waiting and the wife was loving all over Arri and started a game of tug with him.  She was his new best friend.  Kathy, our Rad Tech, let Arri take the hedgehog with him for his nap.  When he woke up from sedation, the first thing he did was grab the hedgehog.  He already has the ladies wrapped around his paw.  They told me he should take the hog home.  I made him leave it so he could enjoy it every visit.  He was  ‘drunk’ when he came out but able to walk without assistance.  Kind of funny to watch but I do have to be careful that he doesn’t hurt himself.  He had a good solid nap on the trip home and felt much better.  I have to ask the Dr. if sedation gives dogs the munchies.  He comes out of treatments like a starving bear. 

It is January 10th, the sun is out and it is 50 degrees.  Oh, that’s right, and I’m in Michigan.  What incredible weather. 

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