In May of 2011, I wondered up to my mom's work. Her boss let her take me home and return to work. While she was away, I escaped and some neighbor called the cops on me! Before I knew it, I was dropped in a high kill pound ...and bein' a pitbull wasn't such a good thing! But mom came looking for me, even though I wasn't hers yet. She offered to adopt me if no one claimed me. After 6 weeks in that awful place, they FINALLY let her take me home. Her and daddy already had two furkids and thought they would find me a home of my own. No home seemed good enough and before long they decided what I already knew...this was my forever home. Since then, I have had several medical issues including incontinence, staph infections and lyme disease. All of which I had before I came to my furever home, but mom and dad happily gave me all the medical attention I could ever want. Over the past several months, my lymphnodes have been swollen so my vet, Dr. B- who is awesome and comes to my house, decided we should do a cancer biopsy for lymphoma. On Monday, September 24, 2012 around 9:10, my parents received the call they were dreading....I have intermediate lyphoma. Now, the question is when to start my chemo. Dr. B is going to talk to the oncologists at NC State to decide since I'm doing pretty good right now. I have to say that I have been feeling MIGHTY good today! I stole my first bit of food of the counter since my surgery (I'm really good and sneaking bread. So good that the breadbox has become an empty decoy because I know how to open it!) Tonight, I'm laying on the rug with a FULL, and I mean FULL bread belly.
Encouragement and support are greatly appreciated along the way!
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