It's been a rough week emotionally. I was lower in weight at the end of last week, only to have found that my 10 year old German Shepherd with a very swollen back leg Thursday night. Friday we took him in to the vet bright and early. Bad news. All his lymph nodes are swollen. The swollen leg is because that knee's node is blocked. Prognosis? More than likely lymphoma... cancer :(
He's 10. He has hip dysplasia, granted controlled with meds, but still. I can't/won't put him through a biopsy. We're treating him with Prednisone, but it's still a terminal cancer. :*(
My daughter is away at university, but she's home this weekend. I'm scared he might not even make it to the weekend. Which is tearing me up. Do I tell her now, or do I wait. My husband wants to wait, afraid it might affect her mentally at school. It will... regardless of now or later. UGH. I just don't know. Either way, I won't let him suffer.
It's funny how moods and emotions though can affect your weight. I haven't binged, or touched carbs... well... ok, I did have some 70% dark chocolate, but that was my carb count for that day. In the past, this would have sent me in to a chocolate bar frenzy... easily 6-8 downed in a day of stress. Heaps of pasta. Tons of donuts. Right now, I barely want my usual breakfast of bacon and eggs.
