Squamous Cell Carcinoma
Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2018 12:19 pm
Hi All, unfortunately like so many do I suspect - I'm reaching out for the first time in this forum because I just found out my 6 year old boy has got this awful disease.
I took him to the vet on Monday after seeing some patches on the duvet that looked like pink tinged drool on the duvet where he had been sleeping and noticed he seemed to a choke a bit eating a dreamie. That was it, first signs. I thought he had a bad tooth. He has a tumor underneath his tongue. The vet was amazing, on Wednesday he had a CT scan which showed that the mass has not yet impacted his jaw bone but a lymph node is swollen. They biopsied the mass and lymph node and results expected in 7-10 days. They cut the mass back for his comfort but that's it. Nothing can be done. How did I go from having what I thought was a healthy 6 year old boy to an expectancy of weeks, maybe a month? I can't deal with it. I can't stop crying, I can't stop feeling guilty - like I missed this. I can't understand how I am going to deal with his loss.
He's home now, and is in relative good health otherwise, no weight loss, still eats, still plays. But I know this won't last long, the mass will keep growing, he will be in pain and he will struggle to eat and drink and that's it. I am not going to prolong his life, as soon as I see he is suffering I will take him. I just don't understand. I can't process.
I took him to the vet on Monday after seeing some patches on the duvet that looked like pink tinged drool on the duvet where he had been sleeping and noticed he seemed to a choke a bit eating a dreamie. That was it, first signs. I thought he had a bad tooth. He has a tumor underneath his tongue. The vet was amazing, on Wednesday he had a CT scan which showed that the mass has not yet impacted his jaw bone but a lymph node is swollen. They biopsied the mass and lymph node and results expected in 7-10 days. They cut the mass back for his comfort but that's it. Nothing can be done. How did I go from having what I thought was a healthy 6 year old boy to an expectancy of weeks, maybe a month? I can't deal with it. I can't stop crying, I can't stop feeling guilty - like I missed this. I can't understand how I am going to deal with his loss.
He's home now, and is in relative good health otherwise, no weight loss, still eats, still plays. But I know this won't last long, the mass will keep growing, he will be in pain and he will struggle to eat and drink and that's it. I am not going to prolong his life, as soon as I see he is suffering I will take him. I just don't understand. I can't process.