November 11, 2016
The WDA leaped up to wag and turned to look at Yo. I ended the conversation and called him forward. Everyone sniffed or touched noses as he passed.
"It was the report on your blood work," I told him. "Dr. Julia called dad instead of me. It is wonderful news and I think you will be especially happy."
YoYoMa's red blood cell count was 33, continuing the upward movement that was 30.8 on Monday. His white count is down to 19.8. These numbers thrilled our vet and spell success at our treatment protocol. We will continue the course with the medications we are using but are seriously looking at a time very soon when we can start weaning them away.
As a reward for his body's great fight, Dr. Julia is reducing blood draws from twice a week to only Mondays. If the trends continue as they have we will slowly lengthen that period as well.
She is taking a cautious path and it is working well. YoYoMa, although he never LOOKED sick, each day radiates more vim and health.
We all headed out to celebrate with a round of duck jerky (and two for YoYoMa)!