Kiana has hip dysplasia. Her left hip is totally out-of-socket. The vet said she is surprised she has lived this long (K. will be 8 in May). I didn't realize she had lived a long life; I thought old for a dog was past 10 or 12.
On top of that, she found a mass in Kiana's knee. She is on an antibiotic and has to return in 1 month. If it is still there, it's cancer. If not, than it was just an infection. If it is cancer, she has 6 months -1 year to live. I can't believe it! TJ said he didn't even want to tell me, but I'm glad he did so I know what we're up against. Of course now we are praying that it isn't cancer, and trying to provide her with the most comfortable life possible. For the last week or so, she has been living the life of luxury- sleeping on the couch, totally being catered to, loved on, etc.
TJ told the boys she was sick, but hopefully she'll get better and we won't have to break the news to them that she is dying. TJ told me the cancer is very aggressive, and very common in the location where it was found. Me, the pessimist, believes it is cancer but again, praying for the best. I guess I am still in shock at how sudden all of this happened. We left to go out-of-town and she was totally normal. We return, and she aged over the weekend. It just boggles my mind! She is our protector, our watchdog. I don't just mean that literally. Since the day she joined our family, it was as if she has always been with us. TJ asked me last night if I wanted her to sleep with us again. I do, but at the same time, if someone breaks in, I want her to at least bark to warn us. In her current condition, she can't really put up a fight. I just keep thinking. . . well, lots of things. Too many to write about. I'm just sad about my baby, that's the gist of it.
On top of that, she found a mass in Kiana's knee. She is on an antibiotic and has to return in 1 month. If it is still there, it's cancer. If not, than it was just an infection. If it is cancer, she has 6 months -1 year to live. I can't believe it! TJ said he didn't even want to tell me, but I'm glad he did so I know what we're up against. Of course now we are praying that it isn't cancer, and trying to provide her with the most comfortable life possible. For the last week or so, she has been living the life of luxury- sleeping on the couch, totally being catered to, loved on, etc.
TJ told the boys she was sick, but hopefully she'll get better and we won't have to break the news to them that she is dying. TJ told me the cancer is very aggressive, and very common in the location where it was found. Me, the pessimist, believes it is cancer but again, praying for the best. I guess I am still in shock at how sudden all of this happened. We left to go out-of-town and she was totally normal. We return, and she aged over the weekend. It just boggles my mind! She is our protector, our watchdog. I don't just mean that literally. Since the day she joined our family, it was as if she has always been with us. TJ asked me last night if I wanted her to sleep with us again. I do, but at the same time, if someone breaks in, I want her to at least bark to warn us. In her current condition, she can't really put up a fight. I just keep thinking. . . well, lots of things. Too many to write about. I'm just sad about my baby, that's the gist of it.
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