Yes, I truly believe that my dog Woof (Woofington Bear Royal) is alive because of your program for Canine Lymphoma.
And I think it's because we caught it in time. When giving me Woof's prognosis my vet basically told me to take him home and enjoy the short time I had left.
I can't quite remember how long I've been treating Woof with the Lymphoma mix and Maritime Pine Bark -- but at least since October -- and I think -- earlier than that. I do remember that the emergency room vet told me that the usual prognosis was about two months, and that the chemo might extend life another five months.
My regular vets told me -- the chemo might extend life, but usually -- NOT.
Right now, I just did another massage on Woof -- and no enlarged lymph nodes are palpable. No "coughing" or choking either.
The only symptom (and this is intermittent) is the old symptom of increased urination -- frequency and urgency -- that shows up every now and them. At a specific time of the day.
For a year or so before Woof was diagnosed with canine lymphoma, he'd been having some odd urinary problems.
Every day in the late afternoon, he suddenly had to urinate. A strong stream, lasting as many as 40 seconds. And he'd have to do it again and again and again -- from about 4 p.m. until about 9 p.m. Later I found out that it is a side effect of lymphoma.
With the herbal treatments from you mostly the excessive urination that is gone. About once a week only it comes back.
Woof has good quality of life - he takes short walks with me, cuddles with his cats, keeps me company, if I leave a room, he comes with me, he has the job of helping me to get up from the couch or low chairs, and because he is BIG, when we drive the 1,300 miles to visit my mother in Florida, he is a deterrent to danger. Little do they know the real Woof -- that he is a Gentle Guy, although the other part of his job seems to be attracting nice people to us, who ask permission to pet him and talk to us both.
I think you can tell how important Woof is to me, even more so since my husband died, for his companionship, for my needing to take him for walks (which helps me, too), for his mobility help to me.
On top of that, I love him.
I still can't quite believe that he is alive and doing so well!
