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I have four dogs.
Apr. 21st, 2010 09:17 pmI'm probably going to be terse, so feel free to prod me with questions if you have any.
Two months (almost exactly) after D'Argo's very successful surgery at the very end of December, I noticed a new lump, pretty much where the old one started, but not of the same nature. This wasn't mobile, and grew rapidly to about tangerine/orange sized, feeling very involved in his throat structures. Dr Bacon and Dr Marmesh discussed it over the phone and after both got a look at him (another trip up to Gainesville), decided that a second surgery wouldn't do much good under these conditions. The analysis said it was a very rare and very malignant form - surprising considering how it'd behaved before, but now it was showing its fangs. He'd already lost 10 lbs of the weight he'd put back on, having been disinclined to eat again. We went home with Prednizone and Tramadol and no way to be optimistic.
He had a constant problem with regurgitation - not like nausea, and none of the usual medicines for that seemed to work, although Dramamine eventually seemed to help a wee bit, but it was too late, really. I kept having to switch foods, he started to eat less and less (couldn't even hold down water), and a few days ago was turning away from pot roast and chicken nuggets.
He was 42 pounds today; badly dehydrated, of course, but it was his choice. He kept hanging in, poor thing, all wobbly. But he was sad.
I still owe US$1873.76 on his total/accumulated bills, not including Dr Marmesh's services today.
Two months (almost exactly) after D'Argo's very successful surgery at the very end of December, I noticed a new lump, pretty much where the old one started, but not of the same nature. This wasn't mobile, and grew rapidly to about tangerine/orange sized, feeling very involved in his throat structures. Dr Bacon and Dr Marmesh discussed it over the phone and after both got a look at him (another trip up to Gainesville), decided that a second surgery wouldn't do much good under these conditions. The analysis said it was a very rare and very malignant form - surprising considering how it'd behaved before, but now it was showing its fangs. He'd already lost 10 lbs of the weight he'd put back on, having been disinclined to eat again. We went home with Prednizone and Tramadol and no way to be optimistic.
He had a constant problem with regurgitation - not like nausea, and none of the usual medicines for that seemed to work, although Dramamine eventually seemed to help a wee bit, but it was too late, really. I kept having to switch foods, he started to eat less and less (couldn't even hold down water), and a few days ago was turning away from pot roast and chicken nuggets.
He was 42 pounds today; badly dehydrated, of course, but it was his choice. He kept hanging in, poor thing, all wobbly. But he was sad.
I still owe US$1873.76 on his total/accumulated bills, not including Dr Marmesh's services today.
