Jen L PM'd me this am, asking about Binx and the letters, and I remembered I hadn't updated you all in awhile. I live with this so intimately, that I forget not everyone else is sharing our journey so closely.
I sent about 137 letters out on December 2...and have had lots and lots of responses, both by mail, email and phone. Here is what I told Jen...
I **just** had a meeting with Dr. Auvil (Binx's main dental vet) on Wednesday, 12/31. We compared notes...some people called him instead of me. I put together an excel spreadsheet with all the names, and the people's opinions. I printed the many emails I recieved, and am letting Dr. Auvil read them. There were lots of suggestions, most of them on target with aggressive gingivectomies. That means, cutting the gum back, aggressively, in a different format than before. Some people suggested selective teeth removal, some suggested total tooth removal, with the idea that the teeth 'cause' bacteria that stimulates the growth. Some people suggested some experimental stuff, cortisone injections (not that steriods are 'experimental', but, in this situation, it would be), radiation, and some other chemical treatments in conjunction with the gingivectomy. We are planning on a gingivectomy in the same lower quadrant that has the one tooth **still** exposed, and do the biopsy and bloodwork to send to different people for more research/study. The way Dr. Auvil explained it...no point in wasting an anethesia just for biopsy work. We are planning this in January, hopefully with a local periodontist involvement. There is one man that wants to come and partake in the sir jury...I think he is from the east coast.
All told, I received about 50 responses to the 137 or so letters sent out. Impressive, IMO. Some people said, "sorry, don't know anything"...some people just made me feel so good...wishing Binx a Merry Christmas, asking me to give him a kiss and a hug (these letters nearly made me cry), and lots of people want to help.
I have set aside my Christmas money, and my bonus....all specifically to offset the bills that are just around the corner. Do I regret this situation? Sometimes. I get so frustrated at his frustration, the mess, the odd stares and comments, what seems the hopelessness of the situation. Then, the next morning comes, and there he is, sleeping on his bed, ready to greet the day. His tail wags when I talk to him, he has such a wonderfully easy personality. He is more like a cat than a doggie, I swear. Content just to be.
I will let you know what happens,
Johanna
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