What I just thought...

I don't know how much more time has been left to me. And nobody knows. I'm not doing this diary for fun. What if, someday, any other owner of a sick cat or a dog will also stand at the crossroads, never know what to do next and how to live with such a terrible diagnosis, and they will find this diary in the vast expanses of the Internet. Read it and understand that life goes on. That I was ill too and they treated me, fought for me. And it will help them to fight for their pet as well. Never give up!

What's happening, people? Yesterday I get awful news, one beautiful dog died from cancer. She was only 3 years old ... How many animals die from this disease.. And how many people.. When they will invent a cure for cancer ...

Today I went to the clinic again. I was pumped liquid accumulated under the skin. This is a complication after surgery. On a scientific basis, this is called puncture through the skin aspiration of the seroma. Also the results of histology were came. My final diagnosis - fibrosarcoma of moderate degree of differentiation with invasive growth in muscle.

Oh, these medical manipulations (( I do not get injections anymore, but they give an antibiotic pill twice a day. I obediently swallow it. Then they start to wipe the seam: first with 40% alcohol, then with ointment Levomekol. This ointment can be neither leaked by me. Tonight I licked a little ointment and in the morning I puked, sorry for the detail. Also I finally get to the seam and secretly lick it, although it's forbidden me to do it. Even a protective collar does not help. I'm very flexible and quirky.