Yesterday sure was a day. We took Yoda to the vet to confirm his Cushing's diagnosis, and got something else entirely.
Drop off went great, but when we were picking him up, the vet stepped out to let us know that we didn't have final results yet, but the tech had seen some "lumps on the spleen." He said he'd call us once the radiologist had read it. So of course, we asked Dr. Google which informed us that 67% of splenic tumors were malignant, and 67% of those are agressive cancer. It did not make us happy. We were hoping they'd read it quickly and we'd get a call last night, but alas. The rest of Dr. Google was not any more comforting as apparently fainting is a symptom of thyroid masses. Hopefully, they call this morning with more information, so we can stop crying.
It was a rough night, and I still feel a bit weepy this morning. He's just such a good and vital dog that it's hard to think something is really wrong. We'll wait for the final answer, but good lord, this sucks.
I kinda wish he hadn't told us anything, while at the same time, I'm grateful that he did, so it's not a total blindside.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I did my work, and spent time on Google making myself insane.
We finished the first season of Traitors, and are on the reunion show. It was a very interesting and fun season, so once we finished the reunion, we'll probably move onto the next season. They're doing the 5th season now, so we can work our way through. I love Alan Cummings, and he is at his most overdramatic and scenery chewing here. You hear his little Scottish accent talking about "muuurdehr" so many times an episode, it's hilarious. Pefect gig for him, honestly.
And now, I shall hop off and tuck a kitty into bed. Everyone have an awesome Wednesday!
Drop off went great, but when we were picking him up, the vet stepped out to let us know that we didn't have final results yet, but the tech had seen some "lumps on the spleen." He said he'd call us once the radiologist had read it. So of course, we asked Dr. Google which informed us that 67% of splenic tumors were malignant, and 67% of those are agressive cancer. It did not make us happy. We were hoping they'd read it quickly and we'd get a call last night, but alas. The rest of Dr. Google was not any more comforting as apparently fainting is a symptom of thyroid masses. Hopefully, they call this morning with more information, so we can stop crying.
It was a rough night, and I still feel a bit weepy this morning. He's just such a good and vital dog that it's hard to think something is really wrong. We'll wait for the final answer, but good lord, this sucks.
I kinda wish he hadn't told us anything, while at the same time, I'm grateful that he did, so it's not a total blindside.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I did my work, and spent time on Google making myself insane.
We finished the first season of Traitors, and are on the reunion show. It was a very interesting and fun season, so once we finished the reunion, we'll probably move onto the next season. They're doing the 5th season now, so we can work our way through. I love Alan Cummings, and he is at his most overdramatic and scenery chewing here. You hear his little Scottish accent talking about "muuurdehr" so many times an episode, it's hilarious. Pefect gig for him, honestly.
And now, I shall hop off and tuck a kitty into bed. Everyone have an awesome Wednesday!



