Monday, December 7, 2009

Look, Ma! No Hands!

Isn't that the traditional roller coaster saying? Well, that's what we're on. I haven't been motivated to write lately - not sure why. So here's the update... We had a lot of fun with Abby being Abby again for about nine days or so, but Saturday night she started to have some diarrhea and cramping. The short, less yucky version is that she woke us up a lot on Saturday night (3 times before 1am) but then slept until 7:45am. She still wasn't well on Sunday, so I took her temperature and we ended up visiting the Emergency Clinic with a 103ish temperature on Sunday night. The emergency doctor was pretty unconcerned and while we were there, she barked continuously in the back (where they do the exams) and then they took her temperature and it was down to 102. Then they took it again and it was down to 101.4. Okay, so we go home with some anti-emetics (she had vomited once) and anti-diarrhetics (sp?) and feel a bit better. We still got up all night long because she was still in gastric distress and I was a tad paranoid about her temperature. Her temperature peaked at 103.8 at 4am and then started to come down during the day a little. It got down to 102.9 this afternoon, but was up a little more last time I took it.

If this sounds a little bit obsessive - it is.

Our oncologist told me today, "This is not why we're doing this. If you're all going to be miserable and not sleep, it's going to be a long 25 weeks." That's an understatement. So, we've got to temper our "parenting" with the knowledge that cancer, chemotherapy, dietary indiscretions, and Abby's sensitive stomach are going to cause things like temperatures, gastric upset, and not-so-Abby like behavior sometimes. So far, Abby is still in the game - she chased a squirrel across the yard today at a full run and I think that she intentionally decreased her temperature while at the vet's office last night, so that we would take her home instead of leaving her in the hospital overnight. So I'm running Reiki on her and tapping (EFT, for those of you who haven't heard of it)...

She'll tell us when she's done. It doesn't appear to be that time, yet... Wheeee!!!! No hands!!!

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