Stacy Horn

Most people will probably think I’m insane but I’m now leaning towards doing this surgery for Finney. He’s getting a ct scan on Monday and I will have to make a decision right there and then. If the tumor is not ridiculously large and has not progressed to other parts of his body I’m going to do it. If it is and it has, I won’t.

Halloween has begun to appear in the West Village. It’s my favorite holiday, tied with Christmas of course.

Here’s a 15 year old cat who had his leg amputated. Finney is not in as good shape, and he has arthritis, but still. Look at this cat move! I also found the post below when googling the subject. This is my vet! Except I would be doing the surgery elsewhere, because Finney’s would be more extensive and Dr. Shea said Blue Pearl is better set up for doing pain management.

“I cannot say enough good things about these vets. They saved our cat’s life and they held our hands throughout the process. She was diagnosed with fibrosarcoma and we were counseled to have her back leg amputated after the tumor was resected. It was a difficult decision but one year later she is alive and well. Dr. Sane performed the surgery and spent TWO nights over the weekend at the clinic with her after her surgery. Dr.Shea oversaw her care before the second surgery and between treatments. Thank you Dr. Sane and Dr.Shea and to all the staff at GVAH.”

My regular vet (at Greenwich Village Animal Hospital), who I trust completely, thinks I should do the amputation. She thinks there’s a good shot at getting two years of good life. I didn’t think the surgeon (at Blue Pearl) thought there was. What I took from my consultation with him was the cancer is very aggressive and whether or not we have a good outcome is a crap shoot. I asked my vet to call him. Maybe I was hearing what I wanted to hear, because I am very reluctant to put Finney through an amputation.

I made this video for the surgeon, so he could see how well Finney could walk (he was cowering at the vet). The surgeon couldn’t really tell me how he thought Finney would do on three legs, given his age and his arthritis, without seeing how he walks on four legs. He probably also still needs a ct scan to see how extensive Finney’s arthritis is.

He’s walking very well in this video (I tempted him with catnip, which he loves). Normally he’s slower and seems more unstable but this shows he can walk well when he wants to.

First, I thought Finney was going to get a ct scan today, but it was a consult only. If I do the minimum, get a ct scan and proceed with surgery to try to get the tumor but no amputation, the cost I was quoted was: $6,921.51. Seven thousand dollars, basically. The ct scan part of that cost is $2,998.72. Or, three thousand.

I didn’t ask what the cost would be for amputation, because we’re looking at a major, major, major amputation and he said it was a very aggressive cancer, meaning the chance of a good outcome is low, and a good outcome is at best six months to a year or two.

Removing the tumor alone, however, may not work at all. Without spending the $3,000 for the ct scan to see how much it has spread I don’t even know if this is an option, but even if it is, it might buy him a couple of months or more, or it may buy him nothing. I’d go into debt for nothing.

So, I started looking into going out on Long Island for the ct scan and surgery, because I’m sure it’s less expensive out there. But even if I could find someone to do it at a more reasonable rate, do I want to put him through something that does not have a good chance of working?

The point is, I have no good options.

Finney in his carrier waiting for his consult.

I wish I had gotten an earlier appointment. I’m taking Finney for a consultation with a surgeon and I got a call saying don’t feed him after midnight (because he’s a gremlin) in case they need to perform surgery. It’s not very likely, I’m still leaning away from surgery, and I don’t see it happening right there and then. They have to do more tests, and then I want to discuss it with his regular vet. But who knows? So, now I’m sitting here with two hungry cats, waiting for the time when I can leave.

About the debate. I watched. I didn’t think Trump did as bad as last time, or that Hillary did as well, which was upsetting. But on the plus side, I don’t think last night will effect the election much. Some pundits are saying “he staunched the bleeding of his campaign,” but I don’t think he did as well as that. I think he will continue to fall, or bleed, just not at such a steep rate.

I took pictures of my apartment for insurance purposes. My shelves tell my whole life story. All the cat medications, my choir music, swimming trophies, the books I’ve read, and so on.