Vincent has liver cancer. He went in for a liver biopsy and the vet found cancer, not to mention quite a bit of blood in his abdomen). I left work to go visit him and when I got there I found him
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Well, it was less a "discussion" and more of a "take him home and make him comfortable for as long as he has left." Which is what I did - now it's just that awful waiting period for the inevitable.
The thing is, I've known he's had liver issues for almost six months. And the vets and I have been working to combat it all this time. The "liver cancer" thing was such a smack to the face because they never even mentioned the possibility. Just called it "primary liver disease." And while I can't say I was honestly thinking that he was going to live to see his 6th year, I was hopeful.
I was hopeful goddammit, that's what I told my mom, that I was hopeful. The same thing I said when Baby diagnosed with diabetes. Apparently I'm an optimist running around in a pessimist's clothing.
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The thing is, I've known he's had liver issues for almost six months. And the vets and I have been working to combat it all this time. The "liver cancer" thing was such a smack to the face because they never even mentioned the possibility. Just called it "primary liver disease." And while I can't say I was honestly thinking that he was going to live to see his 6th year, I was hopeful.
I was hopeful goddammit, that's what I told my mom, that I was hopeful. The same thing I said when Baby diagnosed with diabetes. Apparently I'm an optimist running around in a pessimist's clothing.
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