It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything—but I had a good reason. I’ve been sick. I had a broken tooth that Mom (my Doctor, too) was going to pull. The day I went to Kansas City for my appointment I had a high temperature, I wouldn’t eat anything and the tooth wouldn’t stop bleeding. When my blood work came back from the lab, Mom new it was serious and started the treatment. She took care of me for a week, even feeding me special food with a spoon. I was finally showing signs of improvement so she let me go back to the farm. When Auntie and Popo came to pick me up I was still pale. I had lost a lot of weight and my balance was still off but I was happy to see them. Mom said it was like getting out of the ICU. All of this from a nasty tick bite—a tick I probably picked up hunting for rabbits.
Anyway, I’m doing better now. I still have to take my pills and have my blood checked every week but I’m ready for every meal! (Everybody new something more serious was wrong when I wouldn’t eat!)
