Unfortunately, it's time for another 'Getting Real' post. After my mom's cancer diagnosis, then my Mamaw's, I am terrified that there is a 3rd one coming. (3 in ONE YEAR!? SERIOUSLY!?!?)
This has been one of the worst weeks of my life. I've been to the ER twice for issues with my heart (more on that later), and last night we found a lump on Maisy's toe. Google told me that boxers are prone to mast cell tumors, especially in between their toes. This was late last night when I found this out, so we decided to take her to the vet first thing this morning. I cried and hugged her all last night and eventually fell asleep.
When we took her this morning, the vet knew as soon as he looked at it that it was a tumor. He said there's a possibility that it could be benign, and they needed to remove it right away since they grow so fast. He said it could have appeared as recently as 2 days ago, so hopefully we found it really early.
They took her back right away, and I just lost it. That was 3 hours ago and I still haven't stopped crying. If you have ever read my blog before, you know just how much I love Maisy. She is not just a pet to me, she is like my child. (If you are not an animal person, you probably think I'm crazy now...maybe I am)
Since it's on her toe, it makes it tricky to get it all since there isn't much skin around it. If they don't get it all, she may need to have radiation or chemo, or even amputation of the toe. I can handle all of this, but what I'm most afraid of is that she will keep getting tumors, which is a possibility.
Maisy is truly the perfect dog. I always say that she is a once-in-a-lifetime kind of dog, because I don't think I'll ever have another dog as perfect as her. We've only had her for a year, and it's way too soon for any of this to be happening.
I would appreciate any prayers you could send our way. I'll talk more about my heart stuff later, but I have a stress echocardiogram today to hopefully figure out what's going on. I'm hoping that I can control my crying by then, since it probably wouldn't be good to sob all the way through it.