Well, everyone ...
 
Things do not look good for Roxy right now.  When Dr. Weidman opened her
up, the drew off all the fluid in her stomach, and there was a blockage,
but not one of the edible kind.  She has a tumor, in the pyeloric area,
and unless there is a specialist who can help her...i w/lose my Roxy.
Dr. Weidman does not feel comfortable with the surgery, so we are in
touch with a Specialist in the Chicago area, who is currently in surgery
himself.  They are SUCH specialists, that we have to be referred by our
veterinarian.
 
My husband spoke with Dr. Weidman, about what is going on with Roxy, and
she said what she had read on the tumor situation, is that they lived
another 6 months, after surgery, apparently it may be a very invasive
carcinoma, of the malignant kind.  With Roxy, who knows how long this
horrible thing has been growing inside her.  One day she is up and the
next, she is down, down, down.
 
When we got Roxy, she was a happy little girl, and adjusted well & was
very accepted to our group.  Now, only a few short months later, she
is dying.  Her little life is on hold.  One day she is a happy go lucky
little girl and the next she is down for the count.  I am just
heartbroken...and cannot see the keyboard very well right now.  The
specialist is VERY expensive, but if it will buy her quality time and
with good prognosis, so be it, i will do what is best for Roxy.  If there
is little hope for my little girl, then i will have to let her go, for
she cannot eat in the condition she is right now, nothing will pass
through her stomach into the intestines.  She lives on iv fluids, till
we know what we can and cannot do.  There is no giving her anything of
substance till this tumor is removed, it would just lay in her tummy,
and come back up the way it went down.
 
If it doesn't rain but it pours sometimes around here, as a matter of
fact, the heavens are crying right now along with me.  Send a prayer up
to the heavens for my Roxy, and pray that we do what is best and right
for her, so she doesn't suffer.
 
Hug all your fuzzies tight tonight when you tuck them in, and give thanks
for the 24 previous hours you had to spend with them, for you don't know
what the next 24 will surprise you with.
 
respectfully
donna and Roxy's brothers and sisters
[Posted in FML issue 3815]