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You are so welcome, I'm so happy I have been able to help.iPappy I honestly can not tell you how invaluable your information and advice has been over this past week.
I think I did the same thing I did when my boy was diagnosed, I literally look/looked at them thinking they are going to keel over any second. I have learned a lot going through it with him but the respiratory aspect kind of put me back to the uncertainty of when he had his diagnoses.
But then I guess that’s it, each animal is unique, as are their issues and as much as you might think you are prepared for what to look for in a terminal diagnoses to make certain decisions, it’s always different.
as well as monitoring her respiratory rate I’m going to take regular pictures of the lump, as much as I can from the same angle. I think it might give me a more clear picture of the growth rate rather than going by eye. The vet felt changes but I’ll never physically examine it because I don’t know if it hurts her. So pictures are all I have.
I’ll leave the thread here for now, but I’ll update with changes and despite the fact that I value the input from everyone I sincerely hope I don’t have to update any time soon. I do however hope to stay active on this site, I’ve come to feel quite at home here
Regular pictures would be a wonderful idea. I did this (very often) and it really helped us see another piece of the big picture. One of mine developed a tiny lump on his gums (smaller than a pea), and the vet actually took a photo so she could compare it to his next appointment (it grew a tiny bit then stopped and never caused any issues!)
When my Tag was diagnosed almost a year ago with a malignant cancer, every single day was this feeling like I was going to find him in major distress. I remember once I had to run an errand that usually takes me 30 minutes and I got stuck behind the worlds slowest train on the worlds most deserted road. I sat there thinking I was going to have a panic attack because Tag was home and I was not. Then, the stupid train stopped!!! There were huge, deep ditches on either side of this tiny back road so I had to back my car onto a main road. I was so freaked out by the time I got home. And he had slept the entire time and was ready for a snack and some love when I got home.
Some good advice I got was pretend like they don't have (whatever disease they're fighting) and go by how they act. Had I not taken Tag to the vet, I wouldn't have suspected he was so sick because even though he looked a little rough, he was still so happy and still did everything he used to do. It's very hard advice to follow religiously (trust me, I know!), but on days you find yourself worrying excessively maybe this will help you out.
Please update whenever you can. I joined this site shortly after realizing my Tag was terminally ill and I got so much support even though Tag was a dog. I hung out on the Cat Lounge (The Cat Lounge) as a distraction and to just chat with people and have a laugh. That really helped take my mind off of the bad.