24 hours later Dr. B called me with the results. The clinical terminology was that CJ my 18 month old puppy had a 2 cm grade 2 Mast Cell Tumor (MST) at an unknown stage. Because of the location of the tumor they were unable to get much in the way of margins but the margins they did get were not clean (that means there were abnormal cells in them). The only good news was that the mitotic index was only a 2, which means that the tumor wasn't growing very quickly. Dr B then gave me the name of a canine oncologist and made himself available to answer additional questions.
I was numb. I heard the wrods and kinda understood them. The vet did a really good job of explaining everything but I just wasn't comprehending. Was it cancer or not? My interpretation was that maybe it was and maybe it wasn't but it probably was. AARG! This uncertainty thing again! I wondered if the pathologist made a mistake. After all, MSTs were common in old dogs but almost unheard of in puppies. I was overcome by anger. NOT AGAIN! I hadn't even finished paying off the credit card bill from the last dog who died from an aggressive form of lymphoma about 6 weeks before CJ came into my life. I couldn't bear going through the pain all over again!!
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