So some new people have been making it to this blog and some regulars have reached out to me and asked for updates on Mr. Brody man.
If you are reading that line and are completely lost already, Brody is my 11 year old Rottweiler/Doberman pup that I have had since he was 5 weeks old. We found out the hard way (there is probably not an easy way), that he has Osteosarcoma, or bone cancer, and we amputated one of his hind legs.
Brody is doing great (we think). He is so damn happy all the time. He went through his first round of chemo, which is three separate chemo sessions, like a champ. He loves going to see the ladies at Portland Veterinary Specialists. He has never been a big fan of the vet before but he charges through the door each time full of excitement. Everyone has been so kind and patient with us.
Randomly, one of his vet tech’s from when he was a young lad in Durham, NH, is actually now at this vet and she remembered him right away. They are buds!
Now with the three sessions over, we wait a few more weeks and go back and run some tests to see what, if anything, the chemo has done.
Chemo for Dogs
Chemo for Brody didn’t slow him down one bit. He ate and was active almost every day. The day OF each chemo sessions he sleeps a lot but that is because they give him knock out meds and it is just a big exciting day – getting doted on by 5 women.
I am sure there are super scientific reasons to why chemo effects dogs differently than people but there is also something to be said for a dog’s spirit. They don’t have that sadness, fear and trauma from events like losing a leg or going through chemo. They just do what they do and they want you to love them and more patting, hugs and love seem to help too.
The Things We Try to Forget
I will admit I have been bad about Brody updates. I can tell you I have been busy (I am writing this from DC), I can say there isn’t too much to report but I know the real reason and it is that I am trying to forget. I am a happily ever after person, I am a Disney fan (I even worked for that damn mouse) – I like happy endings and I have a really hard time digesting sad things.
This process is hard, sad, scary, expensive and all I want to do is make my baby better (yes, he is my baby) and I can’t. So I am living in each day, each wag of his nub, each walk and each kiss on the face as I leave the house in the morning. I don’t want to think about what this part of the journey is about. I am avoiding it.
Is avoiding your problems healthy? Probably not but it seems to be the only way I can deal. I couldn’t function when this all first happen. I didn’t want to see even my closest friends because I didn’t want to talk about it.
I was angry I had to keep up with ‘life’ when all I wanted to do was spend the extra time, I literally just bought, to hang out with my main man. So for me to be a functional part of this society, I have to push it out. That whole missing a leg this is a pretty good reminder but I am making it work for me.
I will try to be better about updates. In the past few weeks we went camping in Brownfield for two nights, found out 3 legged dogs can swim just fine at Sebago Lake, visited the doggie grandparents on Peaks Island for the Fourth, had lots of fun walks in our neighborhood and even met a two legged dog (one-upper much?). For the next two weeks we sit tight and we will make some more big decisions after our next visit with the vet.
Thanks for all of your love and support. It all gets passed on to the Brody man. This would be worse without the love we have felt from friends, family and even people we don’t know. Thank you!