A visit to hospital yesterday with a very painful dose of cellulitis in my right small toe. I must have stubbed it and picked up an infection out in the wilderness. I wear sandals because the flat soles are easier on my arthritic knees. That leaves my toes vulnerable to knocks and scrapes.
It was an opportunity for a checkup. My blood sugar is a very healthy 5.2, my blood pressure is still excellent, thanks to medication and a healthier lifestyle, and I am now 12 kg lighter. Still a way to go there, however.
The little bitch from Bililuna is also recovering. She is eating well. I give her small, frequent meals and she rests between them. She is still shy and nervous. She evidently can’t believe she has a new friend, is allowed inside the house, has her own bed and is welcome to come to me for a scratch and a pat whenever she feels the need. We are going to get along fine. She is managing well on three legs, even using the lame one a little, and seems not to be in any pain. Rest and food will fill out the gaps between her ribs, and I hope that encouragement and care will get rid of her fear and shyness.
Between us, a lame arthritic old codger, and a lame shy young girl dog, we make a strangely appropriate pair.