Uploaded on Nov 18, 2010
Tuesday - Oncologist day:
Well to start out, Monday night was a bad one, he started puking again, this time it was chunks of coagulated blood. And he was shaking. A bad sign. I didn't sleep really. Just kinda sat with him while he slept. I was eager to talk to the fancy word doctor today. My wife had been translating between me and the Dr's until today.
As we started to load up the car for the long haul to the specialist, my phone rang. It was 11 alive news wanting to talk about my Vick dog, and the Monday night football sh*t that happened last night. Jerry Carnes is the reporters name, I have worked with him before. I told him what was going on and in typical reporter style, he "offered to meet me in the parking lot of the specialist, so I wouldn't have to go meet him"... scoundrels.
However I have a responsibility to our companies, our projects, to our staff and to Makavelli (former VICK dog now a BOND dog and brother to Cain). I agreed to give him 5 minutes on what felt like the worst morning of my life. I knew that putting Cain to sleep today was an option, and the press just made it that much more uncomfortable. The reasoning behind that will be misunderstood by many. This is not really the avenue to explain the amount of hard work that went into www.VickDogMovie.com the only important part here is simply that if it wasn't for Cain, there would be no VICKtory to the Underdog film...
I did the interview. There was this one weird guy there who they brought (Mike Vick's #1fan or some sh*t) a loyal Vick supporter, being that none of them have actually seen the film I think they expected me to rant about what a cock Vick is - however if you have seen the film you know my feelings are quite opposite. Knowing whatever I said would be cut down to a barely recognizable sound byte of bullsh*t.
So I blew their mind for 3 minutes and 41 seconds and then we went into the cancer Doc joint.
Cain was barely walking. I carried him to get him away from the snakes (reporters) and asked them not to film that part. The weird Vick fan guy followed my wife and I. Asking for my phone number explaining how he wanted to come over and hang out and get my number, he even asked my wife where we live. Not surprising as we deal with creepy stalkers constantly, but with a dying dog in my arms, my best friend ever, it was exceptionally creepy and f*cked up. Probably good that Cain was in my arms, there he goes again, saving me... this time from Charges and Legal fees. ha! Good Boy. F*ck that guy.
The news was bad. We discussed euthanization, chemo, the reasons surgery is not an option. Thankfully Vick or the impromptu press conference in the parking lot never came up.
We cried a lot, my wife and I. We discussed our options, and how chemo effects dogs differently than humans, we discussed the finances as if that were a deciding factor, which it isn't. I would sell my soul for medicine if I needed to. But we weighed all the factors heavily, and opted not to euthanize him yet. He is with me as I type this, sleeping. I am not prolonging his life for selfish reasons, I believe he still may somehow magically come back, and until he tells me (with his eyes) that he is suffering, well he is just going to have to be tired like me then.
He started chemo today as well. I am aware he may not make it to his second treatment, in fact chances are insanely high that it will have no effect, but also no side effects, therefore, knowing he would do it for me, I gave him a chance to fight it and that's what we're doing now, fighting this s&!t.
I didn't bother to even schedule a second treatment yet, as to hopefully not jinx it or freak out the balance of the f*cked up universe. If the time comes I obviously will, but for now I'm listening to him, not them.
Now I'm laying with Cain working on my laptop and waiting to see this new story which will most likely be all about football anyways. But we are definitely hoping for a Christmas miracle up in this biotch regardless.
Thank you for all your well wishes, prayers, and for even caring at all.
Love BB and Cain.
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