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My baby brat went in for her spay and pexy this morning. I dropped her off at 7:40am. By 9:45am they called me and said she was in recovery and all went well. A couple of hours later they called and said she had gotten all worked up in her kennel, and then they looked and there was a large puddle of blood, so they had to go back in and see what happened. Ugh. I didn't need this, this are my kids and now I am a nervous wreck. I was supposed to go get her early this afternoon, but as of now they still have her and are monitoring and putting more pain meds and saline in her.
Rough night...she doesn't want to lie down at all. She stood up pretty much all night. They had to shave a bunch of her hair off because she had diarrhea all over herself after she tore it open. They told me she did alligator rolls in the cage. Sigh. I am ready to be past this and back to normal. The pain meds don't seem to be doing much of anything for her.
They only gave her carprofen, but I added tramadol to it because I had it for another dog and know that they can take the two together. She seems to have finally gotten past the freaked out point, and she is acting more like herself and also doesn't seem to have the overwhelming pain like last night. I thought about a tranquilizer in the middle of the night...wished I had asked for some for her.
Oh no, RBW! It's so awful to see your baby in pain like that, I'm so sorry you both had a bad night. Is this the first time she's been under anesthesia?
You are talking to a woman who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom and chuckled at catastrophe.
...Collector of Chairs. Reader of Books. Hater of Nutmeg...
No, she had to have her entropion eyelids fixed when she was 6 months.
Ok, I thought I was just being overprotective Mum, but I thought the same thing. Luckily Maggie took it for her arthritis before I lost her, so I had some that I had to dig out, but it seemed to still work. I felt so helpless last night when she was so uncomfortable. It made me so sad. I don't do well when my babies are in pain. I would rather be in pain than have them have to deal with it.
She slept well last night and is doing much better-the extra pain meds seem to have made all the difference. She's eating today and wanting to hang out with the other two. I am so happy to see her getting back to her old self.
BTW, I do recommend the surgery suit. I knew she wouldn't tolerate an e-collar, and she has been quite ok with the suite, and it has served it's purpose to protect the incision and keep her from messing with it...plus they shaved her so much (the two surgeries ended up in about a 10 inch incision vs the usual spay incision) that she had some razor burn and heat rash between her back legs, and it's helped with that.
So glad she's doing better. I don't understand the vet not sending her home with appropriate pain meds, especially since they saw her reaction when she came out of the anesthesia. I don't know what kind of relationship you have with this vet, or what reason they gave for not giving your baby pain meds, but I would seriously consider switching vets over this unconscionable oversight. Thank G*d you had tramadol and knew how to use it, or that poor baby would have suffered needlessly.
You are talking to a woman who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom and chuckled at catastrophe.
...Collector of Chairs. Reader of Books. Hater of Nutmeg...
You are talking to a woman who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom and chuckled at catastrophe.
...Collector of Chairs. Reader of Books. Hater of Nutmeg...
So my litter boxes are in my laundry room, the only place I can put them. The room is unfinished and my exceptional cat keeps finding a way to scale the pipes and enter the basement ceiling via an exposed wall. its impossible to block the wall opening bc it's a whole uneven side (hard to explain). I thought she was jumping off the basket in the stationary tub and getting up that way so I cleaned it out. Then she went up there again she freaks out and gets scared of getting out of the hole. I freak out when she does that.
So we moved a litter box to the shower in the downstairs of my basement. That's my husband's area, so he's pissed about it. She has yet to use it.
We almost had to cut a whole in the ceiling to get her out. Any suggestions? (The guest bedrooms are out and we have no other place to put the boxes).
I think my husband will just have to suck it up and I?m going to leave the litter box in his bathroom.
I adopted my girl a year ago today. Can't believe it's already been that long!
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