Getting Better Each Day

Emme seemed different this morning, a little more animated and spunky. I see her getting better each day. She finishes with the antibiotic and the pain pills this evening. Her shaved spot is growing fine little white hairs, kind of like an old man's cheek, and it doesn't look as raw and angry. She spent a quiet night last night with only one episode of scratching.

Yesterday Ken and I stayed home with her all day. We didn't go to church and didn't attend a concert we had tickets for because I didn't want to leave her at home alone. Today I am more confident in her ability to stay by herself without supervision. We have a crab apple walk through the Secrest Arboretum scheduled on Wednesday and I am sure she will be able to be crated and stay alone for two hours by then. Life is beginning to get back to normal.