Oh gosh what a morning lovelies. It has been an emotional weekend and emotional morning as we determine the health of our ‘big boy’ puppy and his cancer situation. His cancer has returned with a friend. I discovered a second lump Sunday along with the returned tumor closer to his eye. I knew he wasn’t right and well when I felt it I knew.
So we have deliberated what to do? Try again on the trial now knowing a better administration method for the drug? Or leave him be? We pondered I cried I asked the vet. It’s your call she said.
Big Boy is a rescue dog he found us for a reason and as he lay his paw in my hand this to say thank you for the scratch I had just given him I made the decision to give it one more try. One more just one the if this administration is to fail him there will be no more I will promise him that. He will tell me I am sure you have told me he will and I’m sure he will just like he does when he says thank you when you lift him in the ute, on to the bed and when I cover him at night. With each lift or tuck into the bed cover he stretches out his paw to shake your hand and says thank you.
So with a comfort helping of a jar of a peanut butter under my belt these are the few things running through my head.
1. Cancer sucks.
2. My ugly cry has got no prettier.
3. Marriage is a constant negotiation.
4. We are mid way through off swing already.
5. I’m actually looking forward to summer.
6. These guys have the best work life balance here– apparently.
7. Would you try this?
8. Love this black and white bathroom.
9. Your stars.
10. Remember this.
xD
