I hope you all aren’t sick of hearing about Bailey yet, because writing out what’s happening is doing me good. With a husband dead set against spending money on a dog and three kids begging for her life, it’s a little traumatic around here.
I consulted with a veterinary oncologist Friday. Under a microscope, the cancer in Bailey’s leg is quite a bit more aggressive than we thought. The vet recommended $6,000 of radiation and $2,000 of chemo. Of course that comes with no guarantee. When I asked about amputation she agreed Bailey would be an excellent candidate. It would also be a better curative gamble. The price tag would be a fraction of the cost of radiation, though it’s still quite substantial. Hence the ongoing tension with my husband. It seems hot tubs, quads, cargo trailers, guns, and fishing gadgets are worthy of cash, but not dogs. They’re a dime a dozen. Get another. Needless to say, the stress level is a little high.
To make certain the cancer has not spread, I agreed to an aspiration (?) test on the lymph node nearest the mass. It looked clean to the vet, but she’s sending it on to the lab. I should get the results Wednesday. If it has spread, I won’t pursue treatment. I won’t put Bailey through it. But my hopes are very high. In the meantime, I’m pricing amputations with my vet and vets around the area as the specialist’s cost seemed high. My vet and the oncologist both claimed the sooner the better, so it looks like we reach the point of no return in the next week or two. Maybe after the money’s spent things will ease up.
I’m encouraging anyone who’s interested in donating to simply purchase one of my books. It makes me sick to my stomach to use this horrible illness to influence sales, but because the cost has become such a huge issue, I decided to make the plea. Each 2.99 sale earns two dollars, and as I’m still homeschooling one son, that’s my only income at the moment. Usually it goes straight into the college fund, but I’ll be using whatever I earn over the next few months to pay for surgery on my own. Perhaps that will help buy peace.
To Amputate or Not to Amputate