Emotional rollercoaster...

When one thing gets better, something else gets worse...My sweet little dog is declining fast. He is really having a tough time. My poor little brown and white baby.

The good news, is that the appointment with Dr. Uhl on Friday. Dr. Uhl thought he looked great and seemed alert and well. Dr. Uhl is frustrated, just as we are, that he is not getting more PT. I have a message into my friend "Debbie" with Sharp Health Care to see what else we can do. We don't go back to see him until January, and they will do an MRI in early December to see how successful all of this treatment has been.

Did you see that Senator Kennedy went back into the hospital? He had a small seizure, and they are saying that it was due to a change in his medication. Dad is still on the Decadron, which is a steroid that controls swelling (for his brain), and he still takes his Keppra, which is an anti-seizure medication. So far, so good, but Dr. Uhl said that Dr. Zu may change the dosage. I guess we will find out when we go see Dr. Zu at the end of the October.

So, I went to see Dad today, and I took him a Costco hot dog and a diet Coke. This was a favorite meal of his that he would get on his weekly trip to Costco before he got sick. He had told me that he likes ketchup, mustard and onions, so I put on ketchup, mustard and onions...And he took one bite, screwed up his face and said "ew, there is a taste in there that I don't like...It is the same taste as all the food here." And he said, "here is a piece," and stuck out his tongue and it had an onion on it. So I scraped the onions off and gave him another bite. He said it was better, but he didn't care for it. And then, I gave him a sip of his diet Coke, and he looked at me, and said "you know, I sure like the other better..." I said "you mean the milkshake?" And he said "well yah." So, I have a feeling that his taste buds are being effected by the chemo again. He loves his cinnamon rolls and milkshakes and candy though...:)

Funny story about the hot dog...As I was trying to get him to eat it, he asked my what my plans were tonight. I was supposed to go to the Aztec Football game, but it ended up that my little dog was doing so poorly that I didn't want to leave him, so I stayed home. But when I told Dad that I was going with Jay and Jim, he said "I have a great idea, wrap up the rest of that hot dog and take it with you to eat." I said "you should eat it, we will find food." And he said "no, you wrap that up and take it with you and tell the guys it is from me...Just for fun..." I am not sure if he just didn't realize exactly what he was saying, or if he was being creative in trying not to have to eat any more of the hot dog without hurting my feelings.

He seemed pretty good to me today, but Mom said he was a little fussy with her tonight. I am going to try to make it down tomorrow, but it depends on how Tucker is doing.

Mom and I go see the vascular surgeon on Monday. Will let you know how that goes.

Much love.