Spencer went in for his 3rd treatment with the new chemo today. So this means basically 7 weeks since we found out the cancer had moved to his lungs.
The oncologist said they still don’t hear anything in his lungs. Spencer is still up for hikes with us at the cabin (though he takes a long nap afterwards). He still loves running down to the bus stop and back to get the kids after school. And he still loves playing with his buddies from next door any time they are all 3 out at the same time. (Today I called him in and all 3 of them tried to come in the door with their muddy, muddy paws!)
He isn’t eating as well as normal. He doesn’t seem to like his dog food anymore. This started about a week ago. He’ll eat it if I sprinkle shredded cheese on it, or mix in canned food. And he must not be starving – he actually gained nearly 4 pounds in the last 3 weeks! (so I’m going to have to watch what he is eating – don’t want him getting too big since that makes things harder on him in the long run.)
He had thrown up the day of chemo the last few times, so today they gave him an anti nausea injection and so far it seems to have worked.
Before his next treatment they will do x-rays to see what is happening with his cancer. I’m cautiously optimistic.
One super sad day recently was when Spencer was coughing some during the day (allergies). Our oldest daughter was crying at bed time and when I asked her she said that she had heard Spencer coughing and she was afraid he was going to die in the middle of the night. 🙁 I assured her that Spencer was mostly FINE, that the problem was allergies and not the cancer and that Spencer would be eagerly waiting for her to wake up. We agreed that if she cleans her room, I will buy a pink dog bed for her room and Spencer can sleep in there if he wants (we shall see if he goes along with this – he normally will sleep in whatever room I’m in).