October 3rd 2006 7:15 pm
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My dear friends . . .
I need to share something bad with you regarding my health. Back in May on the day I went to the Westie Rescue Games with Matilda, Mom was getting me in the line-up to chase the fox tail when she felt a small lump on my neck. The next day we went to see Vetman to see what it was. By that weekend (Memorial Day), tests had confirmed I was in the very early stages of Lymphoma.
Vetman was amazed at how early Mom caught the bumps. He said most people don't even notice them until they are huge, but then again since Mom & Dad are so diligent with our health it didn't surprise him. We went to Kelsey's oncologistfor a second opinion on treatment and opted to let Vetman take care of me.
I had my first IV chemo treatment on Mom's birthday (early June). If you remember, that was the weekend of the wedding party. I became very, very ill. We tried another IV chemo treatment the weekend Attie was visiting (July 4th) and l almost died from that injection. After I recovered Mom remained optimistic because I could handle the chemo tablets (Cytoxin) and Predisone. I've been on that since July. Low and behold the lumps almost disappeared, Vetman felt I was in remssion and I've been active and happy since then.
About two weeks ago (when Rook was sick), Mom felt my neck and the lump was the size of a grape. Off to Vetman we went and he gave me some anti-biotics. They seemed to work as the lump went down to the size of small marble.
Unfortunately though, since then the lumps on both sides of my neck and hind quarters are getting larger. I am now out of remission. The vet is going to check into another chemo drug, but he is cautious since I couldn't handle the mildest IV drugs early on. And Mom doesn't want to put me through what I went through before. My quality of life is far too important to her versus quantity of life.
On Friday we have increased my Prednisone to once a day instead of every other day, and as you can tell from my daily antics, I'm feeling really GOOD! I am still eating like a champ and yesterday I led the way in the backyard squirrel chase. I have some slow days too, but then again I am almost 95 in human years! : )
The vet cautioned her when it comes back, it moves very fast. We were hopeful and still are, but we hoped the remission would last longer than this, so we didn't want to upset anyone, but you are our family and we felt we couldn't keep this from you any longer.
I am still the same ole Woodie - your Barkmaster General/Obi-Wan Woodie
. . so let's enjoy and celebrate life to the fullest and have fun every day. I'm a fighter and I know Mom needs me, so I'm going to hang in there as long as I can for her.
Drinks anyone? ARRRROOOOO - Cheers to all of you.
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