Gilly Update

The biopsy came back with a strong probable diagnose of osteo carcinoma.  This is the cancer that anywhere else in the body would probably lead to palliative care, but in the jaw, we have a chance.  Boy, does this doctor move fast.  Gilly is scheduled for surgery Monday morning in Corte Madera.  They don't have a hospital on-site, so she will need to be transported to one for overnight observation.  We could have a pet transport service do it, but it would add several hundred dollars to an already big hunk of money.  So I will go get her and take her to a vet hospital in our town.  It has a very good reputation and oncology department.  The doctor said she hates for "parents" to see patients in this doped up, fresh from surgery condition, but it really would be best to have her close to us.  We should be able to pick her up the next day.  

It will take a couple of weeks for the final report on the cancer.  The most important question, "did they get it all?" will be foremost in our mind.  The surgery will be hard enough, I'd hate to put her through radiation or chemo.  And this is pretty much going to drain our regular saving for a while.  And even without any additional treatment, she'll have follow up visits and tests for a while.

Did I say how much I love our vet, Dr. Hack?  Tonight (Friday) at 9 pm he called us to see how Gilly was doing.  He spoke with the specialist earlier in the day, but he wanted to follow up with us.    He was glad to hear she is scheduled so soon and asked us to give him a call and let him know how she's doing.  He'll also follow up with the surgeon.  

Her life, health and happiness is our responsibility.  It is the contract we enter into - she gives us love, kisses, comfort and entertainment and we take care of her.  We can do no less than the best for our baby girl.