Some days are good and some are bad. I have taken him off of all medications with the exception of an occasional pain pill. I took him off of the Prednisone because it completely changed his personality. He was not himself. He would pee and poop in the house -- something he has never done before. He couldn't stop panting. He was afraid of everything. He was ravenous and drank 3 bowls of water a day. He was absolutely miserable.
Since stopping the steroids, he now has better control over himself. His appetite is starting to go back to normal. He is still terrified of thunder and strange noises, but he seems like a much happier boy.
He is starting to lose a little more control over his back legs, but we expected that to happen. We just don't want him to be in pain. We know that he'll let us know when he's ready.
Sometimes I wonder what all the fuss was about because he seems like a perfectly normal 10 year old dog. And other days I wonder if the end is near. Such an insidious thing -- cancer.
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