Oh boy. This morning I am crying again. But different kinds of tears. Tears of comfort, knowing that all of you care so much about us. There really isn't anybody I can really talk to about this, people that would understand what I'm going thru and how I'm feeling. But all of you do. My baby boy is all spread out sleeping on the couch, and I just sit here and stare at him trying to take every inch of him in. The last couple of days have been such an emotional rollercoaster, I feel like I've been hit by a truck. I've been thru three different-well four now-kinds of cancers with Aus, and this is the first time I haven't heard the word "cure". This time it's "remission". So I guess that means we're basically buying time. ANd I'll take all that time I can get. I only hope and pray he can tolerate the treatment, and everything depends on how he responds to treatment. Someone had asked why I had to wait two weeks, why my regular vet can't start the steroids. My husband is going away for a week and I can't pick Austin up to take him in and out of my truck. Plus he really feeds off of my stress and nervousness. Neither vet feels there is an urgency in Austin's case, so I guess that's good, too. And I'd rather my hubby be here in case there's an issue with any of the meds.
Gmac, thank you for the links, I will definately check them out when my eyes calm down a little from all the crying.
Again, a huge, heartfelt thank you from both myself and Austin. Sometimes I feel so alone, then I come on here and know that I am not. I can say anything and won't be told I'm overreacting. Or that he's old and he's gonna die anyway. I won't be judged for any decision that I make. Aus turns 10 on Sunday, and he's having ice cream cake! (just don't tell my vet-he's always ragging on me about his weight!)
