Woot! Just got the word--it was approved!
Planning appointment on Wed. and radiation starts Thursday.
I know there is no cure but damn, this feet-dragging bit made me feel awful. Like, wouldn't he have a better chance the sooner they got started?
Then again, nothing has changed in forty-some years of treatment. They still do the "slash, burn, kill" crap with little to no improvement in prognosis.
There are some patients who swear by chemical cocktails rather than one chemo medication. Others swear by hemp oil and still others swear by diet, or marijuana. Very few who have advocated for these various treatments are still alive. And doctors who swear by their own concoction/treatment methods, seem to be selling something.
In September we'll have been married 34 years. I really, REALLY would have liked to have had at least another ten years. Oh hell, what I'd really like to have is another 34.
Sorry. Really pissed at life right now.
A tired dog is a good dog.