That’s Louise playing with her half-sister Agnes in Los Angeles a few years ago. They hate each other and love each other, but mostly hate.
Louise had her lung scan and ultrasound yesterday and the cancer has not spread and I stopped feeling sick for the first time since I found out.
We decided to do a second, more aggressive surgery to try to get more of the cancer cells in her leg and maybe even get clean margins to potentially avoid radiation. Radiation would mean 5 treatments a week for at least 4 weeks and they would take place at the Guelph Animal Cancer Centre, which is an amazing place, but it is almost 2 hours away and she could not live at home during the treatment. She would need general anesthesia every time and even though it is only for 15 minutes, going under 20+ times is scary. It did not seem fair to do that without trying for better margins first, even if the chances are only good and not great. The surgeon met her yesterday and was the most positive out of everyone we’ve spoken to yet, partially because she thought Louise had a good amount of skin to work with, which helps both the attempt to create margins and the creation of a skin flap. She was so hopeful about it that it might be possible to do only a short course of chemo even without clean margins, avoiding radiation altogether. Chemo is done only once a week or every two weeks and it is done here in the city, so she could be at home with me.
She had her surgery this morning and it went well. She is sleeping over at the oncologist’s office tonight. The tissue samples have been sent to the lab and we will find out what the margins are in a few days.
Louise is 8 years old and I’ve had her since she was 12 weeks. We have hiked half the provincial parks in Ontario together, walked every street between the Don Valley and High Park, slept in a tent in the forest while it rained for three days straight, swam in lakes and reservoirs and the ocean together, lived in three apartments and one house. When she was a baby I used to get up at 5am and take her to Sunnybrook Park so we could run around in piles of leaves as the sun came up. She sleeps in my bed every night. Nothing can happen to her.