Diagnosis :(

On March 23rd, the vet called and told my mommy and daddy that the radiologist had contacted them, but couldn’t really find anything wrong.  Since I was still not acting like myself, they suggested that my mommy and daddy take me to an emergency vet for further evaluation.  My mommy and daddy called and took me right away.  Once we were there, the doctor was feeling around and could tell something was wrong with me.  We were all hopeful that I had just eaten something and it got stuck in my belly.  They suggested I have surgery right away.  I was left there and the procedure began.  I woke up several hours later feeling very exhausted and in pain.  I don’t think I was awake when the doctor called to talk to my mommy and daddy, but they confirmed what I was hiding from them.  I had lymphoma and it was attacking me pretty aggressively.  I can only imagine how heartbroken they were because I know how much they love me.