DH took Dog to oncologist yesterday (GBCK- no word on quality of waiting room). She's having surgery today where they will remove the mass and about 5 cm of her jaw. That was really her only option, otherwise the mass would have continued to grow deforming her jaw and preventing her from eating which would starve her to death. The vet estimated that if we did nothing, we had about 6 months left. They said that if they get everything removed, then we are done with treatment and she will live a normal life. If they don't get everything- then it's daily chemotherapy and the place they do chemo at is about a hour and a half from us. DH and I were like, not an option- we just can't do that and we know how sick she'd be from it. So we are really really hoping they get everything during surgery today.
Here's where I'm horrible. Because she's having surgery, DH may have to stay home during vacation. I'm not mad at the dog, I'm not mad at DH. I will partially blame hormones on this. But I'm upset regardless. It's part money- we'll be out the $400 for his seat (although today's surgery is about 10x that). It's part sad he'll miss out on our fun. I'm dreading traveling alone with DS since he can be a handful. We're doing a bif family photoshot wiht my mom's family- all 30+ of us which we haven't done in like 15 years. I want DH there for that. Again- totally selfish and it makes me more upset to think that I'm being an ahole. I mean, what the hell else would we do?