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A few weeks ago I was running around wrestling my brother and chasing him through the house. Suddenly I felt a lot of pain in my left leg. My mommy noticed that I was limping and my joint started to swell. She thought I had a fracture or strain. She took me to the vet, I hate going to the vet btw. I had to lay on this super hard bed thing that I was not happy about. My mommy had to hold my head and tell me it was going to be okay. Dr. Shelley (my vet) took my mommy out of the room and I knew it was bad news. Mom came back with tears in her eyes. I wasn't sure why she was so sad until Dad came home. She said I have osteosarcoma. I guess that means I have bone cancer.
My mom and dad cried a lot. I didn't want them to be sad because I'm strong and I'm going to be okay but they are still sad! Mom was on her computer a lot trying to figure out what we could do.
I had to go back to the vet to lay on that cold, hard bed again. This time Mommy and Daddy were both there. I wasn't happy about having to be there though. They kept talking about my chest and making sure it hadn't spread to my lungs. I knew it hadn't, they just wouldn't listen to me. Mom and Dad finally had smiles on their faces when Dr. Lai said my lungs looked clear.
I heard Mom on the phone with another vet. I thought, oh great-more cold, hard beds. I wasn't looking forward to this. But this time I got to go for a car ride but I didn't recognize our journey. We drove for awhile until we pulled up to this fancy building. Because I can be a brat sometimes I had a big waiting room all to myself. Then this lady who looked familiar said they were ready for us. Ut oh, more torture on a hard, cold bed I thought. We went into a room with two new people I had never met. I wasn't excited to see them. They were trying to touch me and listen to my heart. Why are they listening to my heart? My leg is the one bothering me! Finally they sat down and started talking about all these things. I didn't understand all the words they were saying but it sounded scary. Mom and Dad were given options on how to make me feel better. One of them was to amputate my leg, that sounded terrifying. Thankfully they decided to take me to CSU for SRT. It's a type of radiation treatment that only kills the cancer cells.
My dad keeps saying it's really expensive and he's been stressed out about paying for it. Mom tells him that they always figure it out. My dad has been working a lot to make sure I can have the best treatment out there.
They also said something about chemo after radiation. I am not sure what that is but they said I probably will be getting treatment until Christmas. That sounds like a really long time. I don't want my mom and dad to be sad or stressed. All they want is for me to feel better. I take a lot of pain pills and It's hard for me to even go outside to potty. I don't get to go on my walks, chasing bunnies anymore. It's hard for me to go a couple steps without having to take a break.
The radiation treatment requires a machine that takes pictures of my body for each treatment session. Mom said it's a CT scan. That also sounds expensive. I have to do 3-5 treatments before I start 6 rounds of chemo. My mommy and daddy will have to drive me to CSU for each treatment, I am not sure where this place is but it sounds far away.
If you can help, even a couple dollars to my treatment-that will help my parents not be so stressed. My dad may even be able to spend more time with me than working so much. I'll ask my mommy to post updates and pictures as we go along! If there is any money left over, I would like to donate it to an animal rescue.
A few weeks ago I was running around wrestling my brother and chasing him through the house. Suddenly I felt a lot of pain in my left leg. My mommy noticed that I was limping and my joint started to swell. She thought I had a fracture or strain. She took me to the vet, I hate going to the vet btw. I had to lay on this super hard bed thing that I was not happy about. My mommy had to hold my head and tell me it was going to be okay. Dr. Shelley (my vet) took my mommy out of the room and I knew it was bad news. Mom came back with tears in her eyes. I wasn't sure why she was so sad until Dad came home. She said I have osteosarcoma. I guess that means I have bone cancer.
My mom and dad cried a lot. I didn't want them to be sad because I'm strong and I'm going to be okay but they are still sad! Mom was on her computer a lot trying to figure out what we could do.
I had to go back to the vet to lay on that cold, hard bed again. This time Mommy and Daddy were both there. I wasn't happy about having to be there though. They kept talking about my chest and making sure it hadn't spread to my lungs. I knew it hadn't, they just wouldn't listen to me. Mom and Dad finally had smiles on their faces when Dr. Lai said my lungs looked clear.
I heard Mom on the phone with another vet. I thought, oh great-more cold, hard beds. I wasn't looking forward to this. But this time I got to go for a car ride but I didn't recognize our journey. We drove for awhile until we pulled up to this fancy building. Because I can be a brat sometimes I had a big waiting room all to myself. Then this lady who looked familiar said they were ready for us. Ut oh, more torture on a hard, cold bed I thought. We went into a room with two new people I had never met. I wasn't excited to see them. They were trying to touch me and listen to my heart. Why are they listening to my heart? My leg is the one bothering me! Finally they sat down and started talking about all these things. I didn't understand all the words they were saying but it sounded scary. Mom and Dad were given options on how to make me feel better. One of them was to amputate my leg, that sounded terrifying. Thankfully they decided to take me to CSU for SRT. It's a type of radiation treatment that only kills the cancer cells.
My dad keeps saying it's really expensive and he's been stressed out about paying for it. Mom tells him that they always figure it out. My dad has been working a lot to make sure I can have the best treatment out there.
They also said something about chemo after radiation. I am not sure what that is but they said I probably will be getting treatment until Christmas. That sounds like a really long time. I don't want my mom and dad to be sad or stressed. All they want is for me to feel better. I take a lot of pain pills and It's hard for me to even go outside to potty. I don't get to go on my walks, chasing bunnies anymore. It's hard for me to go a couple steps without having to take a break.
The radiation treatment requires a machine that takes pictures of my body for each treatment session. Mom said it's a CT scan. That also sounds expensive. I have to do 3-5 treatments before I start 6 rounds of chemo. My mommy and daddy will have to drive me to CSU for each treatment, I am not sure where this place is but it sounds far away.
If you can help, even a couple dollars to my treatment-that will help my parents not be so stressed. My dad may even be able to spend more time with me than working so much. I'll ask my mommy to post updates and pictures as we go along! If there is any money left over, I would like to donate it to an animal rescue.
Organizer
Ryan Heglin
Organizer
Denver, CO