This was the first time I've ever had to leave a dog at the vet's office, and I think it was harder on me than it was on Cosita. I called to check up on her every 4 to 6 hours, and kudos to Cottonwood Animal Hospital's staff for their kindness and patience in keeping me updated.
The following were updates over the phone:
6 p.m. Cosita woke up well from the sedation and was receiving some pretty serious pain meds. They said she was happily zoned out and not showing any signs of being in pain.
Phew! This is about when I had my comeapart. It's been 9 1/2 years since I've been in my house without her. I don't like it one little bit. I am glad that she's in good hands though.
1 a.m. They took her outside to do her business, but she just kind of sat there. She did this the first night she injured herself, so I wasn't really surprised. They said she seemed happy to be back in the crate after her trip to the grass.
They must be giving her some pretty serious meds, because Cosita is a whiner. . . which escalates into screams when she's not happy. I'm also soooo glad that she's crate trained. It's making this experience so much less traumatic for her. I wonder if I crate trained myself if it'd be less traumatic for me? Doubt it.
7 a.m. She started to really feel the pain during the night and became very "vocal." They quickly got her some more pain meds, and she went back to resting peacefully. She still wouldn't pee for them, but they were planning on taking her out again in a bit, letting her off the leash, and giving her a little more time.
I can only imagine her becoming more alert to her surroundings and feeling the pain of the surgery, along with feeling abandoned by me, and confused by all of the strange sounds and smells around her. Poor baby, my heart hurts for her. I bet she seriously started blasting their eardrums. . . she has some serious vocal cords. I'm now glad she stayed overnight. What if I had taken her home and the oral pain meds weren't enough? She's had that IV for 19 hours. . . she can't hold it forever can she?
12 p.m. The dayshift hadn't heard a peep out of her, though she was watching them from her crate. She did finally get so full that she didn't have a choice, and decided to use the grass. They're planning on pulling the IV full of the "good stuff" about 5 hours before I pick her up so that she's on the oral pain meds before she comes home.
It's so good to hear plans for her coming home. I ordered some doggie pjs for her to wear so she doesn't get the wound dirty and she can't lick it.
6 p.m. She's doing great. They pulled the IV, she's now on oral meds, and she isn't showing any signs of distress. She's just waiting for me to come get her.
Yes! 4 1/2 more hours!
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