Clouds

It drizzled all day, but the sky was kind of amazing when I left work.

Frances had her surgery. It was a dramatic roller coaster of a soap opera. The pre-op x-rays showed a shadow in one of her lungs, near the heart. That had to be sent to a radiology specialist for a rush reading. Turns out it was (probably) just a blood vessel or something similar that was supposed to be there and not a tumor.  Hallelujah!

Then, before starting the surgery, the vet did a more thorough examination of Frances’ undercarriage. She had more than just the two tumors I found. He said he’d try to get as many as he could in this pass (all would be ideal), but that if he removed too much tissue, the skin would be over-strained and the sutures could fail. He ended up getting all the tumors on one side, but the ones on the other side will have to wait.

Good news: No drain.
Bad news: Frances is still lumpy.
Good/bad news: We’ll know if the tumors that were removed are evil before the next surgery, which will help make the decision on how quickly that needs to be done.

In the meantime, I’m dogless for the night, which is very weird. They’ll call me in the morning to let me know when I can pick up Frances. Probably fairly early, was the vet’s best guess.