2nd week of August: Whew ......I actually made it to my chemotherapy appt. in one piece. As usual I felt fine afterwards but at night I started to feel really restless. I would lay in my dog bed and could not find a comfortable position so I'd jump up on the end of my moms bed for awhile but I still couldn't get comfortable so I'd jump down again and lay on the floor. I tossed and turned and played "musical beds" most of the night. My mom was losing sleep too because she felt helpless to do anything. Finally my mom had an idea. She laid me down and started singing a song to me while she gently stroked my belly. I hadn't heard that song in years but I knew it very well. It was the same song my mom used to sing to me when I was a puppy : "Baby Don't You Cry" from the movie "Waitress." Only she sang it "Daisy don't you cry." It worked like a charm just like it did when I was a puppy.....only this time it took a little bit longer.
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