Today while waiting to get through another day of work, I saw an email pop up from the vet clinic, specifically the vet herself. I clicked on it immediately realising it must be the results of her lump removal.
I skimmed it far too quickly and only read “benign mixed mammary tumour”. “Good” I thought, “wait, is that the good one? I always think the bad one is actually the good one? What is the other one called? Benign tumour and… benign and… MALIGNANT. No malignant is bad, I’m sure of it”.
Could have I avoided that 5 seconds of stress if I just read the sentence before and after that? “I have the results back for Meg and they are good. The lump appears to have been a benign mixed mammary tumour. Excellent news.”
So some good news! I mean, initially a small part of me was annoyed we had just spent a large amount of money taking out a harmless tumour, but it could well have turned into something nasty down the line.
As for Meg, she is recovering well from her surgery, although not taking her medications as well as she did post amputation. Not even peanut butter is disguising them well enough! She is being picky about her food which is making her sick from the medications too. Silly pup. 5 days until stitches are out, medications are over, no more annoying shirts and we can go back to walkies.
Look at those shiny teeth after the dental!
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