Wounded

Today Gary's wound looked worse. We asked yesterday for L. at the barn to do no more invasive treatment. On Sat. and Sun., when I arrived the wound was closed and healing. Today when I arrived the wound was open:



I say to L., "It's much worse today." She said, "Of course it is." This is very frustrating.

Today the wound is deep. When I put neosporin on it, my finger went into the wound. Gary wouldn't let me touch it a second time.