We picked Mazzy up from the vet around 5pm yesterday. When they brought her around the corner, all bandaged up and wobbly-walking, I was crying all over again. I was soooo happy to see her up and moving, even if it was with much effort. After our (my) emotional reunion, she couldn’t wait to get out of there. So much so that she, against my trying to guide her the other way, walked into the glass window next to the door.
Poor baby was still all groggy from the anesthesia and couldn’t really see yet. I think the only reason she knew me at first was from my voice. Her eyes were all bugged out and she just had this dazed look. We managed to get her up into the van and then Mom joined me in crying. Said I ought to go in there and kiss that vet!! I would have if he’d come out with her, but as it was, I just wanted to get her home and comfortable.
I have to bring her back tomorrow afternoon to have the drain removed. Getting her into my car is going to be a challenge. She has a hard time anyway because of arthritis in her back right leg. And right now, both her little legs are having a hard time supporting her. She has some pain medicine that I’m giving her right now, but after reading the info on it, it seems to be more for arthritis than anything.
She mostly slept last night after we got her home, which was to be expected. She was still drugged and pretty much out of it. Around 11pm, she got up and walked around a little so I took her outside to see if she needed to pee. She didn’t, and walked back to the door so I let her back in and she laid back on her rug. She wasn’t drinking any water, which they also said she might not want. But I kept putting a little on my finger and running it around her mouth just in case she got a “taste” for it. I gave her a few spoonfuls of canned dog food on a plate and she cleaned it off in seconds, so at least she had an appetite. Considering she hadn’t eaten since 8pm the previous night, I wasn’t surprised by that. 😛
She didn’t seem up for the walk back to my room. So I figured I’d sleep on the couch. Around 1am she sat up and was looking around. I could tell she was still having a hard time focusing and getting her bearings, so I moved over to the chaise and pulled it parallel to her rug so I could keep an eye on her. And so she could see that she wasn’t alone. She finally laid back down and slept for awhile.
This morning she got up, with some encouragement, and went outside to go potty. That made me feel better. Then I gave her some food and her medicine and she cleaned her bowl. Again, makes me feel better. About an hour later she finally drank some water.
Mom & Dad left around 10am. I am so grateful they were here with me during all of this. I don’t think I could’ve handled it on my own. It’s been a rough few days.
Mazzy has been resting mostly this afternoon, but I’ve gotten her up and walking around every once in awhile just so she won’t get too stiff and to see how she’s doing. She’s looking much perkier today. Even been wagging her tail a little bit. That makes my heart smile.