1 February 2011 -- Chemo

Well, Razzle Mr. Dazzle started having the preparatory work for the Cisplatin chemotherapy today. He had an IV line that was used for the preparatory treatment begin to bleed and they've had to take steps, including an anti-coagulant to stop the bleeding (wonder what the impact that drug will have on the chemo?). Once they have that under control he'll have the chemo later today. Ghastly stuff. A platinum based drug? Just what we all need -- more heavy metal. This is barbaric, you know? We do this to humans, too.

This has been the first setback they've had with him. The surgeon said he was doing very well after the surgery and had been eating and looking around and looking for love and attention (sly boy!). Dr. Tripp said this would set him down and back, making him feel blue and bad. They're looking for 4-6 treatments depending on how his kidneys handle the drug.

Baby is having a rotten day so far. The sun is out and the mountains are shining -- hopefully a sign of a beautiful day to come.

Razzle Dazzle

Well, this was Razzle's second day at home. We took a walk (okay, I drove) down to freeway park -- rocks, dirt, rocks. How much did this thing cost, anyway? It is about as inviting as a gravel pit with railings -- come to think of it, it IS a gravel pit with railings. So, we'll try up to the Volunteer Park or the Grand Army of the Republic cemetery (the last century's first war-to-end-all-wars that we would NEVER forget).

Mo seems a lot more active; for a 15 year old Maltese, he's holding his own with the three year old Greyhound. So far. It is only two days. I live in constant terror something will go wrong, he'll run off, get hurt, etc. ad nauseum. Mo went in the backpack down the hill and then back up -- I was a mess.