Poem for you.
Please keep him in your prayers. He's a 5 year old male boxer with Mast Cell Tumor Type III and it is very aggressive. The tumor is on his face and it has spread to his lymph node. Although we could do chemo and/or radiation the rate of the tumor growth and the fact that it has already spread to his lymph node there would be no cure only prolonging the inevitable. Right now he is happy and otherwise "health". Our goal is to keep him that way and when the time comes... it comes...
This is such a horrible disease.....
Sorry about your pup, enjoy these days while he still can. I think this poem helps when having to say goodbye!
IF IT SHOULD BE
If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand.
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so;
The time has come -- please let me go.
Take me where my need they'll tend,
And please stay with me till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Please do not grieve -- it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years;
Don't let your heart hold back its tears.
--- Anonymous ---