Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Yesterday's veterinary hell wasn't as hellish as I expected. It turns out Olga may have a slight infection, but the inflammation around her stitches is just that -- inflammation. The stitches are probably still intact, but the area is swollen because the sutures pulled at the surrounding tissue as the dog ran and jumped and rolled around in the park on Saturday morning.
The solution is antibiotics, anti-inflammatory medicine and less running and jumping. Not more surgery, which is what I feared. Hallelujah!
(I promise I will not make this blog all about the dog. It will not be a dog blog.)
Otherwise, yesterday was fairly nondescript. I went walking in the neighborhood and managed to shoot a few photos, despite Olga tugging at me. I also did some work for the school and got more caught up on reading. An uneventful Monday.
Last night, Dave and I went to a dinner for his coworker Lorraine's birthday. It was one of those restaurant scenes where there's a long, narrow table and the people at one end can't talk to the people at the other end. But c'est la vie. How else would everyone get seated?
(Photo: Yesterday, in the 'hood.)