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Otis Update
It’s a Mass
Bubba

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Otis is dealing with this new situation that has been thrust upon him like a trooper.

Let me give you an update.

He was sent to Auburn last week for a biopsy to determine if the mass was cancerous or not. Will, while he were waiting on the lab results, he was getting worse in the breathing department and then came back the results — we have to do another biopsy. Okay — I was beyond the piss department and moving onto frantically pissed. I told them to start him on radiation before the biopsy came back, because they told me it would shrink the mass. But no - they wouldn’t do it. They wanted to be sure it was cancer and not a fungus, because a fungus would be dealt with differently.

So back to Auburn, but to the oncology department this time. During this time his steroids ran out and he was having major problems breathing, but no bloody nose. I called our personal vet and he advised to have them at Auburn put him back on the steroids and he’d fill us a script when Otis came back from the biopsy on Thursday.

Well, he didn’t get to come home on Thursday. Seems that when they went to check his red blood count prior to the biopsy, he was at 18. He’s suppose to be at 35. He wasn’t having bloody noses anymore because he was bleeding down his sinus cavity right into his stomach. Which further explains why he’d stopped eating the day before he went back for the 2nd biopsy. So now he needed a blood infusion before they could do the biopsy.

I lit up like a firecracker. I told them yes, give him the blood. They asked if it was okay .. like duh!! This is our dog, our child, you ass wipes. If we put Bubba through what we did to save his life, why wouldn’t we do the same thing for Otis? I told them they also needed to start radiation - screw another wait on the biopsy, get the treatment started N O W !!!

Friday morning he was much better, his blood count was up and yes, he was going to start radiation and then get the biopsy afterward. I was able to bring him home. He was beyond stoned. Usually this dog does the front to back seat jumping routine while riding in the car. This time he waited until I got on the interstate and then just laid down and didn’t move again until I made stops and turns.

Once home he got some good TLC from both us and Bubba. He ate some and this morning he’s feeling much more like himself. He will go back on Sunday to stay the week and continue his radiation treatments. They advised that by the 3rd or 4th treatment, the mass should be reduced enough to alleviate the breathing problems and we can take him off the steroids.

Next time I tell these people to start treating my dog — they’ll listen.

Oh — and I want them both to get an honorary degree from Auburn University. After what we’ve given them money wise, it should support at least two scholarships