The end of the world as I know it.

My Baby Boy has lymphoma.

I knew something was terribly wrong for a week or so – got official (still rings in my ears) diagnosis Monday Dec.17th.

The best medicine can do for a dog with lymphoma is possibly get him  into remission, which would prolong his life for 6 months to a year. I’m devastated. Never thought I’ll lose my puppers so soon. He’s the core of my life.

Last 5 days are a blur. I do keep a daily journal, and will update all information here as I go through it. Right now I’m terrified and confused. Probably still in shock.

His cancer progresses horrifyingly fast – even though I got his lymph nodes to go down to almost normal size within first few days on prednisone  things are looking very  scary because I can’t get him to eat. He’s disappearing right in front of my eyes and all I can do is cry my eyes out, which I can’t seem to stop, which makes me even more upset because I know Toby needs me strong now more than ever. I try really hard to shake it off for him, just can’t seem to  manage it anyhow. I do hope joining tripawds community will help me deal with it better.

Time seems to sped up since Toby’s diagnosis. Not only my days with him are counted, but now they seem short too.

More to come soon. Emotions are taking over and I do need to hug my  dog.