Ben Vet wanted to try and see if we could stop my sicky-up-tummy before we started the Leukeran so he gave Meowmie something called effervescent Zantac which she mixed with water, she waited for the bubbles to go away and then syringed a small amount (1ml) into my mouth. It tasted FOUL...like oranges...which cats hate with a passion. I was OK for a few days with it but then I just chucked it up afterwards. YukYuk. Ben Vet needs to find an alternative anti-acid! Meowmie is not going to give it to me anymore. Thankg God.
Monday, 23 July 2007
Whiskas in Gravy is back at the top of my favourite list again and I have been eating really well recently.
My whiskers are still reducing in number and I now have 4 on my right cheek and 2 on my left cheek. Tummy is still downy and not far from bald too! At leat I don't look like this:
Posted by The Furry Fighter at 22:49
Monday, 16 July 2007
I have been a little poorly - I was being sick alot, wouldn't eat and got very dehydrated. I think that last blast of chemo got to me, it was the Doxorubicin which is the strong stuff that I don't get on so well with. Meowmie took me to the Vet Place on Saturday cos I was being sick alot over the previous 3 days - and they kept me in overnight and put me on a drip and gave me fluids and medicines. I refused to eat...until Lovely Nurse Anne coaxed me into eating some food off her finger, once I had got the taste for it I managed a little more. Lovely Nurse Anne smiled alot. Meowmie came to collect me on the Sunday afternoon so I only had the one night at the Vet Place. There was one other cat in the boxes over night with me - I think he had a heart problem. He was only 4 years old.
I've been home for a day now and feel much better and am eating well. My brother Castle is hissing at me and attacking me, I guess I must have some srange smells going on. I know I have a cloud of Surgical Spirit fumes enveloping me at the moment, maybe that is what he hates.
This is me and my brother as we are normall from day to day:
My brother has a fat belly cos he steals my food that Meowmie leaves out in the hope that I will eat it, but that picture makes his tummy look particularly enormous enormous. At least he has tumy hair - I am still waiting for my hair to grow back from December!
Posted by The Furry Fighter at 21:50
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
I got to the end of my Madison Wisconsin chemo protocol today! Which means I have also made the 'median' survival rate of 6-9 months (I am almost 8 months since diagnosis). The Mad Wis protocol should only last 26 weeks but I had a hiccup with my White Blood Cells so chemo was delayed and on one another occassion the Vet Place forgot to order my chemo drugs so I had to wait an extra week.
Ben Vet told Meowmie today that he was so happy that I had made it through the Mad Wis protocol with little problems - alot of cats don't get through it, especially cats with a Large Cell lymphoma like mine. So I am doing well so far. There are some very sad stories of cats who only survive a few weeks, I have seen Meowmie reading them on her lap-telly and her eyes go wet.
Ben vet also gave Meowmie my end of protocol discharge sheet and Meowmie said that this was the first time she had seen 'clinical remission' writen down in black and white. She smiled alot, which made me purr...despite being in my box on the Vet Place reception counter top.
My treatment is to continue though...but in a milder format, it is a maintenance protocol and this is made up of taking a mild chemo drug called leukeran every 3 days (one tablet) along with my steroid every other day. I will only have to go to the Vet Place for check-ups every now and then. I'll miss Stormie's Limousine.
Posted by The Furry Fighter at 21:34