It’s been almost a month since I last wrote, and a lot has changed … for the better! :) First off, Meg seems to be doing really well. She’s now only taking chemo every-other-week, and that will continue until almost Christmas. We attribute the key in her turnaround to Dr. Joanna Pridgen at Wisdom Animal Clinic. Dr. Pridgen put her
I have officially decided the worst question anyone can ask me is, “How’s Meg?”. While I appreciate the genuine concern, the reality is there’s no real good answer. “She’s still dying.” “She’s still got an incurable lymphoma.” “She’s energetic at times but not herself.” Those are all the answers I want to give. They’re the truth. But no one wants
It’s amazing how fast time goes by. It’s been almost a month since I first noticed something was wrong with Meg. It feels like it was just yesterday. The good news is she seems to be tolerating this week’s chemo treatment a lot better than she did the others. This week she’s on a chemo pill. We were actually able
Well Meg’s first week of treatment went better than anticipated. She started chemo on Friday, July 27th, and the vet gave us prescriptions to continue her on Prednisone (upped from 5mg to 15mg a day), and to also treat her for nausea and diarrhea as needed. We only picked up the Prednisone prescription last Friday from the pharmacy, but by
Saturday mornings are usually a comical routine around our house. I want to sleep in, and Meg-Meg, my four-and-a-half year old Cockapoo, wants to get up and play. In fact, I can usually bet that sometime between 5:45 a.m. and 6:15 a.m. I will be greeted with a sloppy wet pink tongue across my face. When my eyes finally open,
