Thanks guys :) really appreciate the good thoughts. Actually Maggie, I'm in radio, and we do talk about it a little on the air, the guy I do the morning show with is a big animal lover, so we do a lot of dog and cat stories etc..What I really want to do is get with my primary vet, I haven't really talked to him since the initial rupture...I know that he is inclined to reccomend euthanasia for these type cancers :( as they are so aggressive. I just want to show him Bob, and offer my number to anyone contemplating what direction they want to go in. I have no regrets on what we did with Bob. He really suffered no ill effects to speak of from the treatment...His quality of life is excellent at the moment...I am also thinking about starting up a message board for this type of thing. I joined a cancer group on yahoo, but they were sooooo restrictive, and moderated everything, drove me nuts. Anyway I may have to look into that. Thanks again for all the well wishes, I can't tell you how grateful I am that he is doing so well, everyday when we go for our walks in the pasture, I see him galloping ahead of me:) I raise my head and say a little thank you :).

Thanks for the good thoughts-- I so appreciate your words. So, the plot thickens. My DS(5)was complaining that his hip/leg hurt last night. He mentioned it in the middle of the night when he wet the bed and we were getting things cleaned up. I didn't think much of it and just thought he wanted to be held/carried. By this morning he couldn't stand on it and was crying that it hurt. At first I thought it was more of not wanting to go to school. Now I think he just couldn't get up out of bed to get to the bathroom in the night, and he really was hurting. We ended up taking him to InstaCare and going through exam, blood work, xrays. Turns out he has "transient synovitis" of his hip. They are not sure of the cause, but you just treat it with ibuprofen and rest and he should be ok in 3-4 days. Poor kid! So I made it just in time for my big meeting, and DH took DS home. (DH isn't leaving for his trip till tomorrow now). My marriage is just a whole other ball of wax. We have had a tough time since our son was born. We went to counseling and it helped for a while. At this point we just kind of coexist like roommates and we just work together to keep the household running. Our relationship just sucks and I am so angry and frustrated with him so much of the time. My meeting was just...unbelievable. I cannot believe the leadership of the agency I work for. It is a state position. The past year has included an extremely poorly handled HR investigation, interviews with the attorney general's office, dear friends being suspended pending termination, then being reinstated due since there was no merit to the charges. They were "reassigned" and I now supervise them, although they have supervised/mentored me for years. It has been a complete travesty. There is endless drama and politics and maneuvering. I am just so burned out and disillusioned. However, I have so much invested in my career at this point, I just cannot bear to give in to all this crap and leave. This is one of those times of life where every area of my life seems difficult and depressing. I just keep thinking, stay strong and keep going, but I am WORN OUT. So, I really appreciate all your kindness and a place to vent it out!! My goodness I sound like such a basket case! Thanks, Jen

I'm BACK! Yep, 5 hours on the operating table (which is why they only schedule two of these operations every other week) and then 4 days for recovery. Came home yesterday at 10:00 and first thing took a good shower. Couldn't wait to do that. Don't know who is happier to have me home - George or the dog! Lily went nuts once she realized who it was coming through the door. I felt like a little kid again when I was finally able to have a BM (one of the requirements for release) and wanted to tell the nurse "Look momma I make potty!" The doctor was extremely pleased by my progress. Stay in hospital post-surgery is 4 to 7 days, the average being on the 7 day side. Hurray for me! I got the nickname speed demon once I started doing my walking around the corridors. The nurses loved me and said I was one of the best patients they've had. Much as I like them, I wanted out of there. Hopefully next week they'll be able to remove the catheter and I'll be fully functional. In the meantime I have my "day" bag and my "night" bag. You might know it they were all our of bejeweled bags! Dam. Had to settle for ugly old plastic. Glad to be back here and thanks for all the warm wishes and thoughts. It certainly helped.

I know you were joking about the bean bag chairs but when my rottie/mastiff was recovering from surgery, my nieces and the neighborhood girls came in after school and on weekends and setup bean bag chairs, floor pillows, and blankets on my living room floor so that they could lounge with Grace and keep her calm and happy to be still. They played board games and cards and watched endless movies. It was so helpful to me-- and absolutely precious. Both Grace and my other dog Beau have since died but it's one of my favorite memories. Thrilled to hear that she's doing so much better-- this is great news!