He had surgery this morning to remove his spleen. The tumor seems to have been only located there and had not spread any further. Now we wait for biopsy results.
He came through the surgery well. He’s doing okay, but he’s not home. I need him home. I need him here with me. I miss him like a piece of my heart is missing, and I keep thinking of him lying in that cage, all alone. I know he’s not, that angels are surrounding him, that he’s got friends there, in spirit, and he’s not alone.
I really really miss him. Tonight and one more night and then he’s home and I’m gonna hold onto him for as long as I can.