Radiation
I've really struggled with writing this post. It's easier to ignore unpleasant things than face them, however, the cancer world seldom allows this thought process to sustain. We were extremely hopeful and slightly naive in thinking that Co's big belly surgery would be curative. Alas, cancer rarely plays by the rules. After nine hours of operating, Dr. Smoot called me to give me an update. I could instantly tell by his tone that he wasn't happy about the news he had to deliver. I've heard it so many times throughout my career in both veterinary and human medicine; the tight, apologetic tone never bears good news. He went on to explain that Cody did great throughout the surgery and was in the recovery room, everything progressing well, however, that's not the part that concerned me. I was looking for those two magical, triumphant words: "clear margins". I have faith that one day we will hear those words or something similar, but that day has yet t...