This is my depressing post.
So my baby girl has bone cancer. I've known this for about two months and I'm still hardly dealing with it, when I think about her I start to tear up. And my mum does too so I don't really know her prognosis. I do know that she said she won't make it to her 11th birthday and that's in May, so she has less than 6/7 months to live. I've looked stuff up about bone cancer in dogs and I wasn't able to get a clear estimate on how long they usually live after diagnosis. So I don't know.
And in any case I'm here. At school and I'm missing my Erika's last months. I can't go home every weekend, I have things to do and friends and homework et al. And it depresses me that I can't be there with my Missam. I know that if (when) we put her down I'll be there, but I think it's more important to be their for her life than for her death.
♥ I love my girl.
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