A couple weeks ago Nora had a mass removed. I figured it was a fatty tumor and we were just being safe, but the vet that did the removal was confident it was cancerous. Hearing that was a gut punch – worse thing to hear. Given the location of the mass, there was concern of whether they could fully extract it and the conversation quickly went to next steps – keeping an eye on the area for more growth, localized chemo, etc. I was a mess that night.
I just got the results and it couldn’t have gone better. “Margins” were excellent meaning they got it all. It was confirmed cancerous, but “low grade”. It may come back, but she is in the best spot she could be. No additional action needed. No chemo.
I’m beyond relieved and of course here’s a picture of the sweet girl.
