A colleague of mine was able to cover my afternoon clinic, so once I was done teaching I was able to come home. Wilbur greeted me with a wagging tail, which was great to see. Without any pain meds for 36 hours however, his limp is pretty bad. Apparently he hasn't thrown up this morning. I've just given him his first Tramadol (pain killer) since the puking started, so hopefully he'll be able to keep it down. He's still not interested in drinking, although even when he's feeling well he drinks sporadically - just not his thing I guess.
I'm still waiting to see how he does to decide about leaving for Victoria in the morning. I've always had a profound respect for parents, and single moms in particular, but these last few days have deepened it further if that's possible. It's horrible trying to care for a little one that's sick!
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