Update 2-26: Oliver's surgery went well. To quote the vet, "It couldn't have gone better." He removed an "ugly" 4.5 cm section of his intestines and put it back together. There was a hole in his intestines that was spilling fluid out into his abdomen and he said that he "wouldn't be surprised" if that was the cause of the swollen lymph nodes So HUGE sigh of relief, although trying no to get too excited until the test results regarding the cancer come back. Thank you all for your positive vibes, I truly appreciate you!
I've started to write several posts over the couple of weeks but none of them seemed publish-worthy. There was the post about how I dropped my iPhone into the toilet and destroyed it (losing all of my Ruby videos), there was the post all the working out I've done (10 days out of the last 11), and another really random post about the giant bull crickets at my studio.
I've started to write several posts over the couple of weeks but none of them seemed publish-worthy. There was the post about how I dropped my iPhone into the toilet and destroyed it (losing all of my Ruby videos), there was the post all the working out I've done (10 days out of the last 11), and another really random post about the giant bull crickets at my studio.
But meh. Just not feeling it right now. Oliver is having surgery tomorrow to remove a 6cm mass from his intestines. There is also some swollen lymph nodes present which could be cancerous. The surgery isn't cheap but there is no way that I could just let him go without trying to save him. The doctor isn't too confident that this will end with him being cancer-free but I am clinging to the 25% chance that once the mass is removed everything will be okay.
Since both Heath and I are working tomorrow we visited him at the hospital tonight. When the tech brought him in he started rubbing all over us, throwing himself down on the table and rolling over to show his belly, and climbing us to give us a "hug"-basically acting like his old self, at the very least so much better than he was acting when I took him to the vet on Saturday morning (he had stopped eating and drinking again and was there over the weekend to get fluids). On one hand it made me much more hopeful that he'll be okay and on the other if he isn't it will be that much harder.
I'm not usually one to solicit prayer, I guess because I've been lucky enough in life that I haven't had many occasions to really need it, but if you're willing I'll take any kind of positive mojo for Ollie that you can send his way.
Since both Heath and I are working tomorrow we visited him at the hospital tonight. When the tech brought him in he started rubbing all over us, throwing himself down on the table and rolling over to show his belly, and climbing us to give us a "hug"-basically acting like his old self, at the very least so much better than he was acting when I took him to the vet on Saturday morning (he had stopped eating and drinking again and was there over the weekend to get fluids). On one hand it made me much more hopeful that he'll be okay and on the other if he isn't it will be that much harder.
I'm not usually one to solicit prayer, I guess because I've been lucky enough in life that I haven't had many occasions to really need it, but if you're willing I'll take any kind of positive mojo for Ollie that you can send his way.
