Thank you all for your sweet words on my Monday post.
Lillie made it through her surgery and I was able to pick her up yesterday (Wednesday); I gasped and choked up a little at seeing the amount of sutures (40-50)on her little lady body. *sigh* Talk about a Tummy Tuck. She was shaking when the tech brought her to me, but after hearing my voice, she perked up a bit and wagged her little tail. We can always gauge her wellbeing by her tail wag.
The Dr. said that he even had to remove her Micro Chip as it was in the way of things. I secretly wondered if he removed it so that he could come back later and steal Lillie from us. Just because he has a fancy degree, doesn’t mean he isn’t a thief.
I’ll not share a photo of her sutures because it is a lot to see and I’m not here for shock and awe.
She has a pain patch taped to her foot. The Dr. said I have to go back to them on Saturday morning between 6-7am (part time DR’s!) to have it removed or take her to our regular vet on Saturday and let them take it off. I asked if I could just do it myself because I practically have a Fancy Degree (I paid off my loans!) but they said it’s a fentanyl patch and I can.not.touch.it.
HOLY DEADLY DRUGS IN MY HOUSE AND ON MY BABY.
She has to wear the Cone Of Shame for two weeks and then we go back and hopefully, have her sutures removed. In between, there are lots of medications to take and we are to use cold compresses on her several times a day for three days, then warm compresses several times a day for four days. Now I have that Katy Perry Song in my head: Hot N Cold.
THE OTHER WEIRD THING
We’ve been dealing with this Group of Specialist Veterinarians for how long now? (goes to check email) Four weeks. Four weeks of emails and paperwork and each and every time they put “Lillie” in quotation marks. As if I’m faking her name for heavens sakes!
THE OTHER OTHER WEIRD THING IS ME
I forgot that when I took her first thing on Monday for all the bleeding, I was so tired and out of it, I could not remember the names of her medications; one that she’s taken forever for skin allergies and one that my regular vet gave me over the weekend at the last minute appointment.
So, I do this thing when I can’t remember the name of something, but I can usually SEE some of the letters in my head.
Sometimes it works in my favor, sometimes I just look like an idiot.
Me to the Tech on Monday morning: Oh, she takes, ummm, she takes, it has a Q in it. And a P. Hmm…
The Tech starts spouting out medication names like we’re on a gameshow and money is involved, finally bingo!! Apequel.
YES, I COULD SEE IT, BUT NOT SAY IT!
I wasn’t even close on the last-minute med, and I believe the tech might have thought I was under the influence of who knows what. Fentanyl?
I don’t think I mentioned it before, but once the diagnosis of a Mast Tumor was revealed, she’s been on Benadryl and Prilosec. This type of tumor puts out histamines within the body and can also cause stomach ulcers. Now we’ve added to those Gabapentin and something else. Wait. I can almost see it… that has the letters C, P, N and R!
You read it here first, there will be a movie made about me one day and it won’t be anything like A Beautiful Mind.
I wish we could fast forward to her feeling better, but that’s not how it works. That’s not how any of this works.
Are you old enough to remember Minnie Pearl?
Do you have a technique to help find those lost words in your head without looking like an idiot?
Signed, “Lillie’s” Full Time Nurse 😉