An even longer and more exhausting day than the usual. I woke up bright and early this morning to take the 90 minute drive to the University of Guelph Small Animal Hospital where my pug Maximus had a visit with one of the resident Oncologists.
We met with the doctor who gave us the rundown on our options. Thanks to the links man of you provided, I went armed with a bunch of questions concerning vaccines and potential alternate treatments.
Of course, it would all depend on what the tests showed. I requested a thorough examination: a CT scan to identify the size of the tumor, chest x-ray and ultrasound to find out whether the cancer had spread, and blood work to see how his body was dealing with the disease.
We had to leave him for the day. The doctor promised to call me as soon as she had the results.
Leaving him behind for a procedure is tough. He is always terrified at the prospect of being left alone and will actually tremble. But, alas, it had to be done.
I received the call late this afternoon. Apparently, it’s a big tumor and the cancer has spread to the bone behind his eye. Nodules were discovered on his spleen and liver but they will have to aspirated and tested at a later date to check for malignancy. On the positive side, his lymph nodes and chest are clear. Tomorrow, I’ll be talking to a surgeon about what can be done.
We wrapped at around eight. I hopped in my car and drove another 90 minutes to pick up Maximus so that he wouldn’t have to spend the night alone. He was positively thrilled to see us. And Jelly was positively thrilled to see him. According to Akemi, the poor gal spent much of the day searching the apartment for him, crying. One year apart, the two practically grew up together.
Anyway, it’s late and I REALLY need to get some sleep. I’ve got another early day on set and another pass on Sharks that needs to be done before Tuesday’s concept meeting.