Saturday, January 22, 2011


So, as I mentioned, our dog Juneau is very sick. We could tell she didn't feel well on Monday, got her into the vet first thing Tuesday, followed by several days of tests to find out why she had no white blood cells or platelets. The diagnosis came back on Thursday: leukemia. And our meeting with the oncologist on Friday provided the prognosis: she has very few days left on earth. We're trying chemo with a 1 in 5 chance that it will prolong her life for a few weeks.

Yes, it's that bad.

She was hospitalized from Tuesday til Thursday, which doesn't seem long but when you're used to having a dog presence in your house it is (Pilot is still here, of course, but Juneau is our big calm presence). She didn't seem to feel that great Thursday night but since yesterday she's been subdued but with us...breathing normally, resting, eating a bit, and just wanting to be with us. So that is what we will do this weekend, just be.

She is on several antibiotics to fight off infection since she can't do that on her own. She's on steroids just to try to make her feel better. She's on antinausea drugs for the chemo. And if she's still here, she'll get another dose of chemo next week.

But she's home, and she knows she is loved, and she knows she is safe, and that is the best we can give her today.

1 comment:

Kim said...

That's the best you can give her any day.
I was so distraught over Jessie that last weekend, but, looking back on it, it was time for just the two of us to be together. Which makes a lot of difference.