The day began with a visit from Patrick, the “Occupational Therapist”. It’s a funny sounding medical career, but we learned in 2020 how valuable Occupational Therapy is. Another term for it is ergotherapy, from the Greek ergon, which refers to work, and to activity. So, Patrick comes here to help Harry return to his work, ultimately, but also helps him return to normal life around the house. He has excellent ideas for how to accomplish things, and has been a big part of Harry’s remarkable progress.
Once Patrick left, I spent some time outside, cleaning the septic filter. One of the less pleasant aspects of country life, particularly when the hose must be dragged out of the basement to accomplish the task.
It was just “one of those days”, with little to show for a lot of busy work. The daily weight was alarming, as Harry has little desire to eat, so we consulted the Primary Care doctor, who prescribed a new pill to add to the regimen. It’s strange, because he is getting stronger, but has no appetite. Protein drinks are sustaining him.
The doctor’s solution entailed a trip to the pharmacy, hurrying because it was the end of the day. The Medicine Shoppe is one of our favorite places, since Jen, the owner, also rides horses. Eddy came along, which he loved, though he was desperately wild when he saw deer through the window. There were many deer out and about as the day was winding down.
I did try to take some pictures of birds, and of Jane, when she came by with the mail. Not much to report today, though I am exhausted…
Be safe, be well, be grateful. Slava Ukraini! Peace…
Galloping Through 
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