Storm is home and resting. Poor little guy has just been through so much this week. The doctor said he was talking and wanting to run around and be husky-like (their code for crazy spaz I think.) She said he would refuse his dry dog food until they offered him chicken. And then would want both (Angelus taught him that trick.) These are all good things. She said his vitals are good and stable. And his bloodwork came back even better than expected. All good things.
But we still don’t have the biopsy results back. She said she was still hopeful they would come back today as the lab knew they needed to be done. But it’s after 5pm on a Friday so who knows. I might get to stress about it until Monday. I suppose that’s better than having bad news all weekend. She said she was worried it was an aggressive cancer based on the speed of the tumor creation. But there were also plenty of things to point to it not being cancer. I love science and medicine – it’s so black and white and explains everything…I should just get a dart board…
So right now I am hanging out with him on the floor in our hallway. It’s one of his favorite spots to sleep when it’s not actual sleepytime. Hopefully, like last time, he will rest a lot this weekend and just get better and better every day. And hopefully, like last time, we will hear benign…and maybe even some kind of explanation. I am hoping that since they took the 2 liver lobes that had the growths, it means they took the badness out. I know life isn’t that simple but I’m still hoping.
