Hey Vicky!
After a few days of battling "the flu" (I think it was the flu), I finally feel like myself again, so I can type more today!
I'm so sorry you're feeling down again. I wish I could give you a hug. I wish I could say something to make it better.... Those days of feeling bad and feeling good will come and go. They really will. I went through it too. Some days I felt "fired up" and strong about fighting this cancer, some days I just felt just ok, and others I felt a panic, like it was all about to end right in front of me, at that second. But it didn't. As hard as it is, I had to convince myself NOT to check the size of Ginger's tumor everyday. I'd check it in the morning, again at lunch, and several times during the evening... and at times I thought I was losing my mind... it seemed smaller, it seemed bigger, it seemed hot, it seemed cold, it seemed red....
So I decided that I wouldn't check it so often. So I checked it every other day... as badly as I wanted to look at it (on the "off" days), I didn't... unless she gave me a good reason to. She too, got to where she wouldn't put any weight on it, so I would only look at it if she wimpered or didn't act like herself or acted like she was in pain.... I only looked at it on our off days if she acted "different". It helped ease my emotions a little bit. And she DID let me know when I SHOULD look at it.
I know they are different types of cancers (Rocky's and Ginger's) but so similar. I wish I could say or do something more to help you. But you too, WILL make it through. You will. I NEVER thought I would, but I did... Ginger and Dexter were my first boxer babies, and they were/are my CHILDREN!! I wasn't even sure I could handle being with her when she went to the bridge, but when the time came... there was no way I would let her go alone. So I held her in my lap, talked to her, and looked into her eyes as she took her last breath. I never thought I could be that strong, but looking back, it was a beautiful moment. It was hard, but she asked me for a gift, and I was there to give it to her and to hold her as she went to the bridge. My voice was the last she heard, my touch was the last she felt, my face was the last she saw... and I know she was at peace and in no pain. And I know she thanked me for it.
I don't mean to bring things down, but it really was a beautiful, peaceful thing... and Ginger let me know when she was ready for it. Rocky will let you know too. So until he does, and he will, try to stay strong. Both of you will have good days and bad days, and that's ok, but try not to dwell on them. Stay positive ... you will make it through this. We are here for you!!
BIG HUGS to you and Rocky!