The hallways can seem long and quiet in the oncology department, but as soon as Cindy and I walk in, the mood brightens. People light up with smiles, their eyes widening when they see my wagging tail and goofy grin. Cindy always asks people if they like dogs (like who doesn't love us?) or if they have any allergies before we approach them. Today, we met a wonderful lady named Sarah, who was quietly reading a book in the waiting room. She seemed scared and she wore a scarf on her head. She let me give her some gentle paw pats, and I let her pet me. I could see a tear roll down her cheek. It wasn't a sad tear, though - it was one of those happy, relieved tears that makes my heart warm.
We also met Cindy's Oncology team and they seemed really nice and pawsitive about her outcome. Before I knew it, I was surround by a collage of M.A.s, Nurses, and Doctors in the hallway. It's amazing how a simple lick on the hand, a rub on the leg, or the stillness of allowing a pat on the back can make such a big difference in a human's day. Nobody even cared that I shed my golden fur on their scrubs. I might not understand the big words the doctors use, but I know how to offer love and support in my own furry way.
Cindy tells me that seeing the joy I bring to people helps her feel better too. It's a win-win situation! The good news is that we left knowing that she has a positive prognosis. We both get to spread a little sunshine and remind everyone that even on the toughest days, there's always room for a smile and some love.
Until next time, keep wagging your tails (or your metaphorical tails, for my non-doggy friends)!
Woofingly yours,
Murphy the Therapy Dog
