I'm sorry.
Yes, I have been a little lax. And at a particularly bad time too. When last I wrote, I had just received my last chemo infusion and I was feeling kind of lousy after spending the entire day at the Animal Care Clinic. I'm sure you might be wondering how I've been doing since.
Well,
I'm happy to say that the dactinomycin continues to do as well as it ever has in
keeping my lymph nodes at bay. See, it was never the wonder drug that the
other ones were (before they stopped working) and I've never had a complete
response to it. But importantly, after each injection, I do have a
response and the bumps (small to begin with) go away and my backside improves
(you know that is all the info you are getting, so don't even ask for more
details). So I continue to do fairly well. I continue to be
pampered. I continue to be woefully underfed.
Oh, they claim to love me. They say that feeding me so little is actually good for my health. But what do they know?!? I say that only I can know what is good for me. And I say FEED ME STEAK!
Mmm, steak.
I once had this dream where Lyle and I shared a filet mignon. Oh, and cake. There was cake too. It was such a wonderful dream.
Mmm, steak. Mmm, cake.
Well, I'm feeling a bit peckish again. I'm off to see if I can't scrounge up a little something-something.
Peace, out.