No more collar, no more meds.

The new doctor delivered the good news with a pleasing repetition and a soothing rhythm. No more collar, no more meds. I went for Frida's recheck fully expecting a continued tapering off of eyedrops and ointment. That was the treatment plan I had been led to expect at the last recheck. Because she is being treated at a teaching hospital, Frida has had three teams of residents and students, but with the same teaching faculty monitoring her progress from behind the scenes, like the Great Oz.

A new note was entered in her discharge papers... "Frida is a great patient. Thank you for being committed to her care." They know the medication regimen I followed to achieve this, but they have only glimpsed how sweet Frida was in complying. No scratching, no biting, very little flinching and shrugging... a "merp" here and there and a grumpy look. The kitten we found by the fish cleaning station across the street knows a good deal when she sees one.