Week Two

This was a hard week. The drug that was infused is called cyclophosphumide and it made Phoebe very lethargic and weak. She didn't really eat much of anything and hung out in her crate, sleeping for most of the day. She got up periodically to drink water and go outside, but otherwise, it was like she had the flu, felt shitty and didn't want to be bothered. Finally, by about Tuesday night (infusions are on Thursdays), she started feeling more herself and like eating. But she really didn't get back to normal until the day of her next infusion. I could see how thin she had gotten from not eating and it really tore at my heart, but I don't think there's another way to go through this sort of treatment. It's an ugly, nasty disease and I hate that my sweetheart is having to go through it, but she is such a trooper.