November 4,
2010
That was the
date; the date that would change Rilley’s life.
It was exactly two years ago today that Rilley began the experimental
treatment that would eventually see him cured of cancer and in his own small
way contribute to the field of cancer research.
While there have been many other dogs in the trial, some with much more
aggressive tumours than he and some who have lost the battle, they all deserve
to be recognized for their part in this important study.
But this is
his day, a day to be celebrated for it was approximately 730 days ago that Drs.
Pluhar and Hunt removed the tumour from his brain. Then Dr. Ohlfest and his team worked their
magic to create the custom vaccine.
Together they all gave Rilley licence to cause further turmoil and
destruction in our beloved home. Yes,
you read that correctly. If it wasn’t
for the dedicated professionals at the University of Minnesota, life would be
just a quiet existence for our family.
Days would have become dreary without the excitement that a certain furry,
four-legged, misfit of mischief could bring.
We would no longer have felt the love of the beagle who takes great
pride in being the self-proclaimed Lord of the House. Had we not made that 16 hour journey to
Minneapolis, we would not have the pleasure of cleaning up after endless garbage
raids and how could we overlook the joy of
coming home to a wide open fridge, with its contents strewn about? The resulting stains to the upstairs carpet
because, surely, we could not expect him to devour his bounty on the cold tile
kitchen floor. Let us not forget the
absolute thrill of being woken up at 3am because Lord Rilley has deemed it an appropriate
time to be served his breakfast! Sorry
buddy, but you lose on that one…a quick bathroom break and perhaps a treat for
not keeping me waiting while you patrol the back yard is all you get that early
in the morning.
It’s hard to
believe that so much time has passed since Rilley’s surgery. It is equally difficult to realize that his year-long
participation in Dr. Ohlfest’s clinical trial ended a full year ago. Despite all the time that has passed, it still
seems strange that we no longer need to plan return trips to the Twin Cities; it
was beginning to feel like a second home.
Sure there have been some moments when we were concerned about his wellbeing, a couple of incidents involving focal and minor breakthrough seizures,
but nothing that has caused us concern that the tumour had returned. A slight adjustment to his medication seemed
to take care of these issues and all is well. Speaking
of medication, he is still taking anti-seizure capsules three times a day and
will remain on those for life. A couple
of things have made this a bit easier to manage. The first being Dr. James' recommendation of a
veterinary pharmacy out of Arizona that makes it a bit more affordable to buy this volume of medication. The second, which is of the utmost
importance to Rilley, is the existence of Greenie’s pill pockets. This is where his boundless appetite works to
our advantage. If it weren’t for these
wonderful little morsels pill time would be much more difficult...and they now come in a peanut butter flavour!
Needless to
say, our family is thrilled that Rilley is doing so well after all this time. He seems just as full of energy as any other dog his age, perhaps even more so. There doesn't appear to be any evidence to suggest that I won’t
be sitting here two years from now writing another similar update.
Happy two years Rilley!!!!