“He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me… whenever… wherever – in case I need him. And I expect I will – as I always have. He is just my dog.”
– Gene Hill
My worst nightmare officially came true.
Last Friday, Oreo met with a specialist to be sedated and have a nasal scope. While they were scoping, they officially found a pretty big nasal tumor. It was biopsied and debulked. It was a pretty rough weekend for him – I don’t think he was in too much pain thanks to some awesome pain meds, but he was swollen and sneezy and congested. He bled a lot that first night, and then over the weekend would sneeze blood clots fairly often. He would look so ashamed and try to “bury” the blood into the floor to cover it up! By Monday, he was luckily feeling much better, and today is completely back to his normal self, aside from some reverse sneezing.
The biopsy results came back with the diagnosis of a nasal adenocarcinoma. It is a very aggressive, scary cancer; but the one bright side of it is that it tends to stay localized and not spread to other parts of the body.
I feel like with all of the reading I’m doing I could write my own book on various cancer symptoms, diagnosis’ and treatments! I’ve gone down several internet “wormholes” tying to find as much information as I can…and more importantly, as much reassurance as I can. I’ve found several sites for people who have dogs or cats who were successfully treated for nasal tumors and are still living and still happy! Of course, many other stories aren’t as happy…but I’m really trying to only focus on the positive outcomes.
I called and left a message with Hope Veterinary Specialists to schedule Oreo an appointment for their Cyberknife treatment. I am hoping to have it done the first full week of April. I just want it over and done with; and I hope and pray that he will be one of the very few dogs that the cancer never returns.
For right now, Oreo is his normal, happy self. He’s extra excited for his walks, taking his time to stop and pee on EVERYTHING! His sense of smell must be so much better now – the tumor was blocking his entire right nasal passage and a lot of the left side as well. I know how it feels to be able to smell again after being sick and having a stuffy nose – I imagine that’s kind of how he feels, with his extra-sensitive nose going into scent hyperdrive!
I think that’s it for now…it’s time for Oreo and I to get some sleep! For those going out tomorrow – enjoy the St.Patricks Day festivities, STAY SAFE, and have a Guinness for me!