Unfortunately, I’m not seeing any improvement from the new chemo. He’s gaining a little weight, but that’s because I’m feeding him every 2 or 3 hours. The oncologist said it might take three days to see a difference, and that’s tomorrow.
I’m hoping against hope to see a change when I wake up tomorrow, but, well, his prognosis was never good. Honestly, I don’t know how I’m going to get through this. Ugh. I forced myself to go swimming, I haven’t left the house in days except to take Buddy to the vet. I had to stop after 25 minutes though. Obviously I was taking no pleasure in it. I feel better though, in spite of all the heart ache. Exercise really does make a difference.
This was my view on 11th Street thirty years ago, except I was looking across from the third floor and this is shot at street level. The family on the third floor had a rope swing in the middle of the living room and I remember seeing a little girl happily swinging back and forth. She also took ballet lessons and sometimes danced around in the same spot. Wow, so that little kid is in her thirties now. I wonder if she grew up to be a dancer.
4 thoughts on “Buddy Update”
Your loving attention is giving Buddy every chance to overcome this latest health crisis of his. Thinking of you.
Love the red trimmed windows. It’s too bad you can’t track down that little girl, but knowing you, you would try! It’s so all consuming when you have such a sick pet, but please make sure you’re taking care of yourself too. It’s a heartwrenching situation. Hoping for a better day tomorrow for you.
Give Buddy and Finney a big squeeze for me, and feel their love…. We’re all rooting for you and your family.
He’s not giving me clear signs about how he’s doing. I’ve got email into the oncologist.