Daemon’s Travail, Chapter 3
Daemon celebrated his 13th birthday on July 4th, by being alive and staying as cool as possible on yet another near-100-degree day. What weather!
Today he is fine, not back to his pre-“event” condition, still doing well, moving around with only occasional tumbles. He considers himself to be totally normal, and so is often betrayed by his hind limbs, which just don’t have what it takes to be Super-Aussie. He’s still working on it, though!
He sees his friend Carol Lundquist (Singing Stones Animal Wellness Center, now in Marshall VA) as often as he can. He failed swim therapy, not believing that his feet could actually move in the water. We will try again, now that he’s more mobile. His prednisone is now down to 5 mg every other day, with only 3 tablets remaining, so by mid-week next week he’ll be off the stuff.
His recovery is a testimonial to some very caring and talented people, who don’t believe in saying “uncle!,” a strong and determined constitution, and a group of friends who rooted for him, prayed, cajoled, and breathed “recovery.”