Monday, January 25, 2010

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands!

Great news! Preacher got his all clear from his oncologist!! His lymph nodes are nice and small, he's at a great weight, he's eating like a horse, he feels fantastic - it's everything we hopped for when we started this journey seven months ago. In the way back recesses of my mind I know that lymphoma is terminal and that it might, and probably will, recur. But here's the deal: he is 11 years old and he is running around the house, prancing for dinner - right this minute, what more could we ask for?

Thank you to everyone who has been so supportive. Reading your comments, getting your phone calls, notes, e-mails, hugs - it made this all so much more bearable. And by making Tom and I feel better, we were able to not be basket-cases for Preacher! I appreciate it more than you know. And I know that if Preacher could he would send out a big Woof Woof (or Honk Honk as is the case with his deaf dog bark) to all of you. Thank you.