Thank you, all. Fabian had his operation yesterday. We did the pre-op blood work: why gamble? I stayed there, so they took him first. They gave me the wrong size e-collar and I had to go back twice before they fit it properly. He also had three baby teeth pulled at the same time. He has figured out how to loosen the e-collar and has regained enough energy to jump off everything. (However, not enough energy to use the puppy pads). I can't take my eye off him for a second because I'm worried about his sutures ripping or getting infected. I "slept" on the sofa next to his pen last night because he's a licker, needs the cone 24x7, and I didn't want him to accidentally choke himself on it in the middle of the night. We are both crying from exhaustion. This recovery from surgery sucks so far. I'm just starting to realize that it's like childbirth: get far enough away from it and it doesn't seem so bad. But when it's fresh, it's the worst. |