Glamis was born on July 5, 2000. He was our second puppy to raise for Canine Companions for Independence. He graduated as a Skilled Companion and worked for 9 years in Minnesota. After he retired, he moved back to Michigan to live out his retirement with us. It has been just over 3 months since we lost Arri to cancer and now it looks like we get to ride the roller coaster again - with a very different type of cancer.

This blog is written as a form of therapy. It allows me to clear my head and not dwell on events. There will be times of great emotion and brutal honesty. If you have questions, ask. You are welcome to share your comments. Every dog is different and every cancer experience is different. If you or someone you know is dealing with cancer in a pet, please feel free to share this blog or Arri's - arridog.blogspot.com.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

July 2, 2013 Surgery round two

No breakfast for Glamis.  I hate that part of surgeries.  They are so pitiful staring at the empty bowl while the others eat.  Oregon must have some empathy because he refuses his breakfast.  We know the drill.  Drop off and wait for the phone call.

Glamis in his purple tutu
The call comes in very early.  Too early.  It is only noon.  Dr Mike is about to start the surgery but needed to let me know we have an issue.  They shaved his side and noticed additional 'blueberries' (blood blister tumors)  These are much smaller and not raised off the surface but a clear indication of spreading disease.  At this point I can cancel the procedure if desired.  He would still like to remove the large growth as it is very 'angry' looking.  If there is a possibility it could burst, I want it removed.  So, surgery will go on as planned.  There is a second small raised 'blueberry' close by so they will take that one as well.  Both samples will be sent in for biopsy.   They have shaved much of his side.


Glamis is ready for pick up at 5:00.  I fear he might be getting addicted to the drugs already.  He has adapted and is walking much better today.  He is wrapped in a purple pressure bandage (tutu).  The incision is vertical  and there was some weeping at the base.  He has 11 staples in the large incision and 5 in the small. No take home drugs this time.

It has only been 3.5 hours and we already are having issues.  Glamis is having a hard time getting comfortable.  We don't have any pain meds.  In cases like this, they don't like to give them because the better the dog feels, the less likely he will limit his movement and try jumping.  Glamis has been shifting alot and the pressure bandage had slid out of position.  The bandage is soaked with blood.   At the very bottom of the large incision, there is a fluid or blood bubble.  I try to move the bandage but I am hurting him.  I can't see the second incision and I think I keep hitting it.   I get it mostly covered and dig out the t-shirt.  It might protect the bandage a little.  In the morning, we will go back and get a new bandage and see if the bubble needs to be drained.  The location and blood are giving me flashbacks to the wound Arri had on his side. Dr. Mike pulled out all the MacGyver tricks to cover that one. Very difficult location to cover or protect.

the t-shirt of shame
Another time of laughter while G suffers.  He has not played dress up in a long time.  He was not certain he could walk with the shirt on.  It was a little like seeing a dog in booties walk for the first time.  Pretty funny but the stalling technique is not going to get the shirt off. It is on for the duration.  I might be nice and try a tank top tomorrow.

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