No surgery. The damn fucking thing's grown so much this last two weeks that the vet wants to take samples from Spike's lymph glands and do some more CT scans before he'll go ahead. Which means now we'll be doing it next Wednesday. If we're lucky. If there isn't cancer in his lymph glands. If the CT scan doesn't show major changes. If if if fucking if. We've still left him there, as the scan and lymph gland needle aspiration need a general anaesthetic, but we'll be bringing him home later today nose, tumour and all.

Every time I've hoped and prayed for something specific not to happen, right back to day one when I first noticed the red mark on Spike's gumline, that's turned out to be exactly what did happen. Forgive me f-list, I don't think I have it left in me to be hopeful any more.
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From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com


yeah, me neither. but I've been watching the thing get bigger and I'm not very surprised. I have to keep hoping, I can't not. But.
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From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com


he says hopefully they'll know by tomorrow afternoon; he's going to mark the samples "urgent" and make sure they reach the lab tonight. of couse it's ANOTHER fucking bank holiday this week. half the reason for all this damn delay we've had already was one fucking public holiday after another.

aaaaaaaaaargh.
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