My baby has lymphoma. We just found out.
Hes only 5. I'll be lucky if I have 5 more months left with him. We have him on chemo, but lymphoma has no cure.
I've been an emotional wreck since they told me it could be lymphoma. Another heart break days later when the blood work confirmed it. And another heart breat yesterday with the oncologist. They let us know his chances of survival each month with chemo. Either way I dont have him for long.
I dont know who to talk to about this. The same empathy doesnt seem to be extend when it comes to losing a dog. Ive lost family members before, I have never felt this deeply hurt, distraught, and wounded by the upcoming passing of my dog.
I cry before I go to sleep and wake up, literally everyday since the first vet visit. Ive never cried this much in my life. Oddly enough, I have found a new joy picking up his poops. I dont have to do this, I get to do this for him.
I just hope I have the strength to do whats best for him when the time comes.