Arrow has never liked my driving. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I ran into Sally's car in the driveway once when I was backing up a long time ago. Or maybe it was the time I got rear ended in Binghamton. Whatever the moment was when she became afraid of my driving, I can't really say. But it is rather obvious that she is much more settled when Sally drives than when I do. And add a trip to a hospital to the end of the ride and you have one not so happy puppy.
Sally drove Arrow out and back yesterday from her treatment. It is 77.5 miles from door to door (I clocked it out of boredom!). She called me and said that Arrow didn't really mind the drive. She was asleep the whole time both ways. Then she said she hardly shook at all when she went into the hospital. And when the vet tech came to take her into treatment she wagged her tail and went right up to her.
Here's what happened on my day: She sat up and turned herself around in the backseat trying to get comfortable AT LEAST 20 times in the first 30 miles of our trip. She finally stopped turning around, but she never did fall asleep. When we arrived at Tufts, with not even a minute to spare before her 9:30 appointment she walked in and immediately began to shake, and shake, and shake. When the vet tech came to get her, she did not wag her tail, she turned her head to me and looked at me with pleading eyes, as if to say, "please don't leave me. Why are you letting her take me away?" I gave her a pat on the head and told her she'd be OK and she would be coming home with me. And then I went outside.
The whole ordeal only took about 90 minutes and we were back on the road again. I did learn that a little anesthesia goes along way towards helping her sleep through my driving. She was asleep the whole way home. And radiation gives her gas. Let's just say I had to open the window a few times.
Tonight we celebrated one week of treatment finished. We made a chiminea outside so that we could symbolically "burn cancer." She liked it. But probably because she also got a hot dog!
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What percentage of this is over? See, it's going to fly by! Soon you'll be hearing that everything is clear and she is good to go! It'll be over before you know it!
I'm proud of you Arrow, you did good. have a spoiled weekend....You deserve it .....love ya Aunt Ria
She's is about 25% over her treatment. She has 14 days left!
Jean - earlier you mention how awful a vet oncology office is. When I brought her on Friday, there were two women talking to each other. Each had driven 1.5-2 hours to get there. The one elderly woman's dog has lymphoma and is undergoing chemo. And now it had a blood infection from the chemo. The other woman's dog had glaucoma - was blind and had lost an eye. They were both talking about how a dog (or animal) will let you know when it is there time and how no one believes that, but they really do let you know, etc. I was near tears. It's stressful for so many reasons. I know you know it well (poor Sesame!).
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