Té saw the new oncologist Wednesday, who is nothing like the old one in way of personality. I'm sure she's lovely but it's taking some getting used to. She was not happy with Jeté's progress at all and wanted me to start a different drug for Té's chemo.
She also wants to operate much sooner and get her a CT scan, which means I'm looking at $4000 or so much sooner than I'd expected.
At first, I was really freaking out. Every visit seems to bring a new stress, new information to process. What I'd love is if we could decide on a course of treatment and do it. That way I can barrel though and keep strong for my furbaby.
But this just isn't the way with veterinary oncology, I guess. It's all one day and a time and changeable. I am really struggling with that, I have to admit. It's not great for a control freak such as myself to be thrown for a new loop every five minutes. But such is life.
And it does not help that Té is getting shuffled around with new vets. It's no one's fault, but it's a challenge to be sure.
So I emailed the old oncologist, because she sweetly told me to anytime I needed her opinion, and she concurs with the new gal that if the tumor isn't shrinking enough, we should try a new drug. This course of chemo is the same price, so that's a bonus to be sure.
She also told me that if I can't afford the CT or surgery to not feel badly, that I'm still a good person and clearly love my cat. That was so nice to hear, I can't tell you how much. I wrapped that information around me and let it warm my heart.
It doesn't mean I won't try to raise the funds still but the burden of guilt has been weighing me heavily. I'm responsible for this furbaby's life and many vets have looked at me like it's a given that I would shell out my soul to do so. I'd love to, I would, but if I can't find the money, does that make me a bad person? I sure as hell hope not.
Anyway, so I've scheduled Té's treatment for Friday morning. Please send all healing thoughts our way. I'm asking Santa for a cancer-free Jeté for Christmas. Either that or a hot vet* who can miraculously cure her and will fall madly in love with me in the process and who also wants to hike Machu Picchu, sail the Greek Isles, and have babies. All with me. Not necessarily in that order or in conjunction.
What? I girl can dream, right? Santa?
Jeté and I are still taking donations. Thanks endlessly to everyone who has donated. They keep coming in and every one is a sweet, glowy surprise of happiness and hope. Believe me, it is.
And my Etsy shop! You all are dears and are purchasing my items faster than I can make them. There are still some fabulous goodies (earrings, rings, and pendants) there for you to purchase for yourself or for gifts. And I'm adding a bunch more today or tomorrow. All proceeds fund Jeté's care of course. The second item is free shipping and I ship everything priority. Because I love you.
Also: lots of people have asked if they can buy my photography. And the answer is: YES! Not on Etsy because the options are much more limited there, but on redbubble. I have dozens of prints available for sale in all sorts of sizes from greeting cards to canvas prints.
If you've seen a photo of mine that you love and it isn't on redbubble, please just let me know at awesomecrazylady at gmail dot com and I'll get it on there. I aim to please. Want to see more of my work? Check out my flickr.
Thanks so much for all of your support! Muahs from me and purrs from Jeté.
*Am I right, Lori, or am I right?