Chloe's vet called me Thursday to give me the results of Chloe's biopsy.
She said that the margins around Chloe's tumor weren't as clean as they had hoped. There was about .3 centimeter between the tumor and her muscle tissue. So, although she did get all the cancer out, there is a slight chance that it could come back. She said that overall it is a very positive outcome and that she thinks that Chloe is going to be just fine!
It wasn't exactly the news that I had hoped for, and I'll admit when she said the words aggressive, stage two, and tumor all in the same sentence, my hand started to shake and I almost dropped my phone.
I've thought a lot about it over the last few days, and I've gotten some very kind words from my friends. My friend Leigh says, "One day at a time. " and my co-worker put it best when she said,"Of course it's scary. It's something you have no control over."
So anywho, I'm taking it one day at a time. Hoping it doesn't come back. Ever.
If there is one positive outcome to this whole ordeal (other than the cancer is pretty much all gone) it's that I have taken a whole new appreciation for my little pup. I've also come to the realization that I'm not alone in this. That there are some really wonderful people in my life that I can count on when things aren't so great.
