Our sweet dogs, Abbie and Gary Dug, suffered too. They knew I was sick and stayed real close. Friends would walk and feed them when we had to leave for long days at the Mayo Clinic. It was probably a good thing that the doctors didn’t tell me that the chemo was cumulative in my system. By the time the sixteen chemo treatments were done I was too weak to make it to the mailbox much less give the dogs a worthy walk. After the chemo was over and the side effects began to lessen one of the first things I looked forward to was walking my dogs.
Author Note: A Stroll Down Mammary Lane is an illustrated journal chronicling eighteen months of our experience with breast cancer diagnosis, treatment and cure. During the long convalescence, I spent most of my time horizontal healing from multiple surgeries, chemotherapy and other treatments. I was unable to work in my pottery studio and my career as a full time ceramic sculptor was put on hold while I focused on getting through one procedure at a time. I wasn’t able to do much but I did draw and it resulted in about 90 illustrations of my process of fighting breast cancer.
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