Rethinking Radiation: Let’s Go Rad!

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When my little dog, Lilly, started dying, I took her to four vets. All said she was dying, and none knew what to do about it. it was a week into her slow decline – she hadn’t eaten, drunk or moved for that long. I was keeping her alive by bringing her to my neighborhood vet for subcutaneous shots of saline just to keep her well-hydrated. We knew it was a stop-gap procedure, but it was all we had…