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After going over the details with Scott, I suspect it is cancer, just not the one we'd feared. There's not one growth in her nose - there's three in her nose/sinus areas, one accessible. That said, it's possible though not probable that one or more is non-cancerous, related to other problems as noted in the earlier post.
They did a spinal tap while she was under yesterday, and we got the results back today. Clear. Not brain cancer, and no cancer has made it to the brain yet, basically.
They told Scott that if it is cancer, since it's not brain cancer, it may be treatable with radiation or chemo. Obviously if that's the case we'll need to know more about what it does for her odds versus what it puts her through.
First, to find out if it's cancerous. We've been passed to the internists at the vet specialist place; that team will give Scott a call tomorrow to schedule an appointment for Babe to go in again, this time for investigation and biopsy of the reachable mass. That will mean another round of fasting and sedation.
So at this point we're on scheduling hold, but pretty soon I'll be all twitchy again. I'm still hoping it's not cancer, but I admit I'm finding it harder to hope. Then again, I found it almost impossible to believe it wasn't brain cancer - and it wasn't. So all those good thoughts have already helped, and maybe Babe will get really lucky yet again. I would prefer something treatable, preferably treatable without putting her through too much misery.
They did a spinal tap while she was under yesterday, and we got the results back today. Clear. Not brain cancer, and no cancer has made it to the brain yet, basically.
They told Scott that if it is cancer, since it's not brain cancer, it may be treatable with radiation or chemo. Obviously if that's the case we'll need to know more about what it does for her odds versus what it puts her through.
First, to find out if it's cancerous. We've been passed to the internists at the vet specialist place; that team will give Scott a call tomorrow to schedule an appointment for Babe to go in again, this time for investigation and biopsy of the reachable mass. That will mean another round of fasting and sedation.
So at this point we're on scheduling hold, but pretty soon I'll be all twitchy again. I'm still hoping it's not cancer, but I admit I'm finding it harder to hope. Then again, I found it almost impossible to believe it wasn't brain cancer - and it wasn't. So all those good thoughts have already helped, and maybe Babe will get really lucky yet again. I would prefer something treatable, preferably treatable without putting her through too much misery.
