An update on our moo

We picked up our sweet boy this morning from the neurologist's office. After a very long night of no sleep, never have we been so happy to hear the phone ring at 7 am. He's been very groggy and unsteady on his feet all day, but has gotten progressively more himself as the day has gone on and the anesthetic and other sedatives he was on have worn begun to wear off. The steroids make him completely ravenous, and the seizure suppressants insanely thirsty, but the doctor said to expect him to be a little "off" for the next few days. He even began playing with a new stuffed toy we got him tonight. Slowly, we see our Rocky there.

The plan now, is to see how he does this weekend. On Monday, we'll talk treatment plans with the doctor. He's on a steroid for the swelling on his brain, and a seizure suppressant for as long as he can take it. Hopefully, Monday we can talk chemotherapy treatments. While they won't get rid of the tumor, our understanding is that they can slow the growth for an indeterminate amount of time, with little to no side effects. So long as he isn't in pain, and continues to be mostly himself, we see no reason not to give him every fighting chance he has. There's a long-shot trial we can pursue, depending on the coming days and weeks. Not something we're currently optimistic about.

We are utterly devastated, to be sure. But so, so very thankful to have had at least today with him. We've experienced such an outpouring of kindness and thoughtfulness from our families and friends, and for that we will be forever grateful. Every day we get with him from now on is a blessing - and we plan to make sure he knows just how much he is cherished.