2nd Week of September My Oncologist told my mom to drop me off and expect to pick me up by the end of the day for my "Cytoxan" treatment. Everyone had told my mom how "potent" this particular chemotherapy was. When My mom picked me up he gave her very specific instructions: "You will need to give her these four different medications (anti-nausea, anti-biotics, 2 different types of diuretics) and you will also have to take Daisy out for a walk every 90 minutes for the next 36 hours because we do not want the chemo to sit in her urinal tract."
When I came home I immediately went to my toy chest and started crying. I was searching for the perfect stuffed toy to take a nap with and it had to be pink. I found my pink chicken and jumped on the couch with it and fell fast asleep.
I was EXTREMELY tired that night. My mom tried feeding me first but I was not hungry at all. She called the doc and he said to give me some time maybe 24 hours. So my mom didn't push it she let me sleep. Then after a very short period she woke me up and told me that we were going for "walkies." She practically had to lift me up and carry me because I was that tired. Well this went on the whole night. It seemed like every time I would fall asleep she would wake me back up!! This went on all the way through the next day, all through the next night and the last walk was at 5am. One would think that I would just sleep in the next day right?? No, what happened was that I was so used to being woken up every 90 minutes that I kept waking up every 90 minutes!!! Finally I crashed that afternoon and slept ...and slept ...and slept. By the time the weekend came around I was back to my normal, active healthy self again!!
I was EXTREMELY tired that night. My mom tried feeding me first but I was not hungry at all. She called the doc and he said to give me some time maybe 24 hours. So my mom didn't push it she let me sleep. Then after a very short period she woke me up and told me that we were going for "walkies." She practically had to lift me up and carry me because I was that tired. Well this went on the whole night. It seemed like every time I would fall asleep she would wake me back up!! This went on all the way through the next day, all through the next night and the last walk was at 5am. One would think that I would just sleep in the next day right?? No, what happened was that I was so used to being woken up every 90 minutes that I kept waking up every 90 minutes!!! Finally I crashed that afternoon and slept ...and slept ...and slept. By the time the weekend came around I was back to my normal, active healthy self again!!
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