“What do you mean, ‘there will be no walkies today’ Mom?”
Sorry, buddy. Today I spend most of the day at the doctor's doing my first infusion of the week then running to two pharmacies picking up my supplies, all with a big fat migraine from the first rush of the medication. I'd much rather be doing walkies with my besties!
Aside from that, the new IV cocktail is kicking my ass. I spent most of Memorial day weekend horizontal. I tried to walk the dogs once and it nearly killed me. I took a bath after the walk and was so weak, I couldn't stand up. Thankfully Mr. Wild Dingo walked them on Monday. And today since it was doctor day, they skipped their walks in lieu of hanging out in the garden and hunting moles or intruders. This morning poor Juno got stung by a bee. It took me a while to figure out what was wrong with her until I saw the dying wasp on the rug. I was so glad it was just a bee sting. I was so worried it was something worse. Sometimes it's just too much to take care of them plus myself.
Tomorrow, I will rally the immune system troops and try to get some miles in with them, no matter how slow they are.
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