Wednesday, February 02, 2011

First day

... of chemo for my sister. She's having a lot of different types all at once, since her lymphoma is moving fast, but in the end they decided to hold one type over until tomorrow - methotrexate. It's one Herbie didn't have, but all the other names have come flooding back, bad memories I'd pushed to the back of the vault.

She's being very brave, telling me how the "wig and scarf consultant" will come and see her tomorrow while she's having her chemo. She had her hair cut really short last week, in preparation for the inevitable hair loss. I picked her up from the hospital this evening, and will again tomorrow.

There isn't really anything particularly good to say, especially as I decided not to pass on to her the one trying-to-be-cheerful thought the vet told me when Herbie had chemo: at least you won't need to worry about worms for a bit.


Anonymous said...

Oh...I'm so sorry that your sister (and you) are going through all of this. I can't even begin to imagine how tough this must be for you. And I really was an uncaring cad on my last "be here now" post to you -- I'm sorry. Bridget, Ben and I are sending you huge hugs across the Atlantic, and lots of love. Wish I could be there to help out in some way.

Anonymous said...

Thinking of you during this difficult time. Thanks for still writing a bit. Hoping that your sister is doing okay. Hugs to you and the pups from me and Stella.