Today’s Spa visit went fine – no crazy adverse reactions or dramatic moments. We got our poisons and came home.
Of course, we’d forgotten how blah the effects of CPT-11 are: the slowing down, the yuck, the fullness, but it sure beats last Friday’s experiences. And this time we actually got the good stuff that will (hopefully) kill back the tumors. Nifty.
Maggie is resting now, as I expect that she’ll be doing for the remainder of today, but she’s doing fine.
Thank you for all the well-wishing. Occasionally I catch Maggie reading this blog, mostly focusing on the messages your write to her. Sometimes she has a tear and sometimes a smile. But I know it means a lot to her to know that you all care.