Harley has cancer. This is a huge blow to us since we just lost Simon, six weeks ago. M and I are stunned and feeling broken…
We’re awaiting the results of one more test (exactly what type of cancer cells), but the ultrasound suggests that it’s entwined in his lymph nodes and spleen. It’s most likely not operable, and looks to be pretty advanced. Harley is being kept overnight at the vet, a second night, due to being quite dehydrated.
We took him to a different vet, called VMS/VSA, immediately adjoining the emergency/after hours vet. I went to visit him in the hospital, and they took me to a nice visiting room with a couch and an easy chair. He was still tired and listless but he was happy to see me, got on my lap and everything. They left me alone for an hour or so and I scrubbled his head and cried a lot.
The doctor will discuss options with us tomorrow, once the last labs are back, but they are likely to be severely limited. Chemotherapy (not surgery, just chemo by itself) may prolong his life but we’re skeptical of this plan… we’d be very concerned that his quality of life would be crap. We both feel strongly that we don’t want him to have a crappy time just so that we can adore him a while longer.