Welcome to my new home.
The last few weeks have been a whirlwind of boxes and sore muscles and adjustments. Add to that a week of sales conference and a little more business travel and you've got a pretty clear picture of my life. The greatest joy is that Roscoe made the move with me .... and seems none the worse for wear. He is still doing the big four (eating, drinking, peeing and pooping) as well as playing, and sticking his nose in every place it doesn't belong, and barking at the people that he can now see through the chain link fence, and exploring a yard that is bigger than his entire world has ever been. Yeah, sometimes the stairs are a bit much for him and he has taken a few stumbles and tumbles, but we have passed the six week point and he is still all Roscoeish.
This morning he was sitting on the floor just watching me while I picked up and made up the bed and did my morning routine. For just a moment I forgot the lesson of living right now and not dwelling on what is going to happen. For a moment the knowledge of how short our time is hit hard. The sadness washed over me and the tears rolled. Then he and Sam caught one another's eye and that little "let's play" signal passed. I quickly moved from tears to chuckles as they bounced and postured and barked and growled and enjoyed life.
Ah ... my boys.
Now for Sam. My sweet Sam I Am. After lots of emotional struggles on my part, I finally decided to go ahead and have the Cushing's test done for him. Alas, the results were pretty much undeniable. He was more than 10x the normal results. Now we move on to additional tests to determine if this is adrenal or pituitary and decide on the method of treatment. Lots of boring discussions on treatment options, that are way too uninteresting to post, finally brought me to an average survival time of 30 months. Clearly a better diagnosis than Roscoe's, but not one I wanted to hear. I haven't told Sam. I'm pretty sure that just like Roscoe, he won't care. He would just like another treat, please.
I feel like these posts sound like life here is all sadness and worry. That couldn't be further from the truth. Even though we are dealing with some tough issues, life is really busy and full of laughter. There's good wine and a comfortable home and quick pizza delivery. There are new neighbors and pretty walks and shopping nearby. And there are my boys. So there you have it. Despite some bumps in the road, we are movin' on. Come see us!
