I'm the kind of gal who reads the ends of books first to see how they turn out. I'm a project manager by profession so I make my living by looking at alternatives, weighing risks, putting hundreds of unrelated tasks in some semblance of order, planning for every possible contingency, resolving every crisis with a cool, logical demeanor and orchestrating a successful result. In my line of work, if you plan well it usually turns out well.
Needless to say, I'm somewhat of a control freak and it's taken me a long time to learn how to roll with the punches (thanks to my involvement in 12 Step programs). The past few months have thrown me an opportunity for me to roll with the punches once again. The event that gave rise to this blog is CJs and my fight against her recent diagnosis of cancer. If you're wondering who CJ is, read on......
This is a journey into the unknown darkness, an endless sea with no end in sight. A journey where the end point may be death or survival. There are no right or wrong answers, no guarantees. I can't do a cost-benefit analysis to come up with the optimal solution. This is a cosmic crap shoot. Which frustrates the hell out of me!!!!
This blog is meant to document my journey along with CJ. It's not meant to be an authoritative treatise on canine cancer in puppies. It will focus on the decisions I made and why I made them and, more importantly, the labyrinth of emotions that accompany each step.
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