I had my 4th chemo visit on Wed. 10/13. By Friday I felt pretty terrible. My stomach was all upset and nothing smelled good to eat. Mom tried everything; I wouldn’t even eat the rotisserie chicken she gets just for me. I didn’t want to move much. I just lay in bed feeling yucky.
Mom was worried about me. I could tell because she offered me so many different types of food and I didn’t want any of them. So I whispered in Mom’s ear: “I am strong. I am stubborn. I have a big heart.” I think Mom heard me because she stopped fretting.
On SAT night we had Movie Night. I LOVE movie night. Mom sits on the sofa and we all try to get as close to Mom as possible. Nephew Eddie sits to Mom’s left and puts his head on her knee. I snuggle up to Mom’s right, with Polly as close as possible. TJ is next to Polly and Fatso Katie curls up at Mom’s feet. Mom can usually touch 4 (and sometimes all 5) of us at once. And we make sure that she can’t move. When I am feeling yucky from the chemo, there is nothing better than Movie Night. Sometimes I even put my head on Polly’s back and listen to her breathing. That’s very comforting.
Polly was grumpy because Mom had been giving ME so much attention. But then Mom let Polly have the bowl of food I refused to eat. Polly the Piranha ate the entire bowl in about 2 seconds!
By Sunday night I was feeling a bit better. I went on a walk-about around the house and started barking for food! I think Mom was really relieved that I ate some dinner, but she kept saying something about it being “4am” “4am”! Maybe I should go visit Sammy! We can both get up at 4am.
JAMES the poodle