Diagnosis
It’s Lymphoma; both the mediastinal kind and the alimentary kind. Stage IVb. And as we all know from Johnny Sack, there really is no Stage V. Emma’s in serious trouble.
Emma gets oral prednisone and IV fluids for the weekend, to hopefully keep her comfortable. Monday we see the vet in person to talk about the strategy going forward. Chemo is the only real treatment option. We’re probably gonna try it and see how she does on the crap, but survival rates with this cancer are fair to partly cloudy, even with good response to the chemotherapy.
My head is in a fog.
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Oh, shit, Rob. I’m so sorry about Em. Give chemo a try because you never know. Emma is a supercat.
I’m thinking about the three of you.
I am so sorry. Emma is a strong girl so the chemo could actually be a good thing. The fact that you and Brenda give her such love and care is just as important as any treatment the vet can give.
She’s got a good army on her side.
Oh no… I am so very sorry to hear about the results of Emma’s cancer. I’ll send positive thoughts her way.
Chemo has saved the life of a friend of mine from Lymphoma a few times, I’ll hope for the same with your Emma.
Rob, I’ve been sick the last few days so I have not been reading my RSS feeds and I just saw all you Emma posts. I’m sorry to hear all the bad news. My thoughts are with you and I will be pulling hard for Emma to make a complete recovery.
Very sorry to hear about Emma, Rob. Keep good thoughts… I will.
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