Thursday, May 16, 2013

in the long term, not great

She has been diagnosed with lymphoma - well, 'diagnosed' is perhaps not entirely the right word. Let's say they're pretty sure that's what it is. We had a choice between chemo and steroids and chose steroids as the least worst of the choices. She has responded really well to the initial pills (the whites) and is about to go onto the daily blues, whatever they are. She has been happier in the last week than the whole previous month. So, that's apparently a positive. The chemo was almost certain to be more life extending but who wants to make a highly-strung, nervous little dog spend days in a clinic at the end of an IV drip? Either way it's apparently incurable.

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