June 8, 1998
Arf! Arf! Arf!
I'm feeling much better now....thanks so much for caring!!!!! My doctor just called today and said that my blood counts (red blood cells, platelets, abnormal blood cells -- whatever all that scientific stuff means) are all back to normal, and that we should start slowly tapering off on the prednisone I've been taking.
I've been eating and moving around much better in this last week, and my person-pet, Kathy, is very relieved it's not something more serious and glad I'm on the mend....
|October 11th, 1999 . . . . I had to have Abby put to sleep today. . . . On September 18th, she was diagnosed with lymphosarcoma, cancer of the lymph nodes. Because of her advanced age (12-1/2 years), her severe hip dysplasia, and her recent history of anemia, I decided not to go with the chemotherapy, but went instead with prednisone treatment. This, while not prolonging her life as chemo might, would at least make her comfortable in the time she had left. She was uncomfortable enough as it was, with her hip dysplasia, and I didn't want to make her suffer any possible side effects or discomforts chemotherapy might bring. . . . Well, the prednisone helped, for about three weeks. On October 7th, she took a turn for the worse, and by Sunday the 10th, she couldn't even get up at all. She definitely was no longer enjoying life as she had known it. So, on Monday the 11th, I took her to the vet and had her put to sleep. It was a really difficult decision, but I was glad it was such a gentle and pain-free way for her to go. I really miss her (the house is way too quiet!), but I know it was the right thing to do. She was a great companion and friend.|