This is not a good thing.

SaraBelle threw up four times on Saturday, and she was pretty much a sleeping lump for most of Sunday and Monday (for what I saw of her). She perked up a bit today for treats, but has since gone back to sleeping. I gave her the anti-nausea medicine twice and it seems to have taken. She also does want to eat, she just cannot seem to keep it down, whether from the Cancer or from the Chemo. She visits the vet tomorrow and they'll do her blood cell count. Given the way she's been acting I doubt she will pass the test. Mind you, she has failed it before and it just means a delay in the treatment.

But I have to worry if my little SaraBelle isn't much longer for this world. I've lived with that for a while, and there have been nervous weeks before, but this time I am really antsy. I had vague SaraBelle related nightmares the past couple of nights (and I am not the kind of person who remembers his dreams at all). I've been worried about setting myself into the mindset that I might have to let her go.