It seems longer than two weeks since Toby’s diagnosis. But, sometimes it also seems like yesterday.
The good news, Toby seems to be doing great.
Last week he went from a whole prednisone pill twice a day down to a half twice a day, and as we come up on the third week he is down to half a pill once a day. He has his second chemo treatment on Friday.
We were back home in our own house this past week, which I think helped all of us, too. It was nice to snuggle in our own bed, make breakfast on our own stove and cuddle on our own couch.
His glands are (knock on wood) still down and not enlarged like they were, which is a good sign. For the most part he is acting pretty normal. You would never know there was anything wrong with him.
He is, however, drinking a lot of water, has had a few accidents in the house, and is always hungry. This happens especially at night. No matter what I give him, he is always begging for more of anything. I’ve started giving him cut green beans as a treat so he doesn’t gain weight.
Sometimes he gets frustrated with me because I won’t give him food when he’s begging, so he will go lie in his bed and pout.