I was able to pick her up late on January 5th. I was anxious to see her and knew she was ready to be home. When she came out of the back room she looked rough, pathetic is a better term. Her entire back leg was shaved in addition to a patch above her tail and on her front leg. She was clearly in pain and didn’t give me any trouble when I carried her out to the car. As many of you know, aside from the occasional not eating, Emmie is a go with the flow kind of dog. She was far from herself after the surgery and I was feeling so bad for putting her through this. I was hopeful it would be fine in the long run but was doubting my decision to do surgery now rather than wait until post-chemo. Once home, she was very slow going but thanks to the pain meds she started gradually moving around. Our vet schedule was about to get busier as we added in the rehabilitation appointments. Water treadmill, fun!
No comments:
Post a Comment