Treatments Postponed

     The New Year celebrations came and went.  We spent it on our back patio in our little corner of the golf course, watching the neighbors across the green ring in the new year with a large party that continued early into the morning.  We thought about all of the places we’d rather be and wondered when the pain was going to subside.  

     So on this Friday morning we met with our good doctor and after he examined Amy he decided to cancel what would have been our 10^th of 12 scheduled Taxol treatments and give her another week to recover.  The pain in her hands and feet are almost unbearable at times.  I woke up the night before and could hear what I thought was the dog wanting to go out; instead, it was Amy moaning in her sleep.  A sleep that only lasted a couple of hours and was interrupted by the pressure on her joints and back.  We were terrified to leave without our weekly treatment.  But as our Oncologist explained, if the treatments are worse than the sickness, some changes have to be made.  

     He didn’t have to tell us twice.  He was probably still writing notes in our chart when he noticed we were gone; I honestly couldn’t tell you, we didn’t wait around to see.