On Thursday afternoon/evening we had to take Leo in to the vet so that he could stay the night, that way they were able to run the blood work and make sure that he did not eat or drink anything prior to the surgery. We were nervous wrecks (needless to say).
On Friday morning I called the vet twice checking in on Leo, he didn’t get his surgery as early in the morning as I was expecting, but they did reassure me that he was doing very well and everyone was giving him lots of love. Around 1:45 on Friday I received the call I had anxiously been waiting for all day. Leo is out of surgery, the surgery went very well, he is currently still sedated but should be waking up in a couple of hours, BUT…oh, no, a BUT…the vet wants to keep him another night for observation. At this point I was bawling. They reassured that they just wanted to keep an eye on him (no pun intended), keep him on the stronger pain medications overnight and be able to examine him in the morning before we come to get him.
Today, Saturday, we did the countdown just waiting to go get Leo and bring him home…this countdown seemed to take a very long time, probably didn’t help that I had been up since 5:30 and we couldn’t pick him up until 9…a very long few hours (thankfully we did a fairly good job at distracting ourselves with some Arrested Development). When we arrived at the vet office the wonderful girl up front told us about how cute Leo was because they let him run around and play all morning long before anyone else arrived. This story really helped because hearing that Leo was running and playing means that he IS feeling better than he was when I took him in on Thursday (Leo has not played or run in the 3 days leading up to his surgery because he was hurting so badly). I of course had to ask how Leo was responding to the “cone of shame” and we were told that “Leo doesn’t have one of those hard plastic ones, his looks like a blow-up life preserver.” We were then taken into one of the exam rooms where we got to sit and wait for Leo…again, I started crying. A couple minutes later we hear the pitter patter of little feet in the hallway and the vet saying “Leo, mom and dad are here. Come on buddy.” They then opened the door and in came our boy, doing a full-body wag. A combo of tears of happiness, stress, and worry all hit, but Leo was just so happy that I couldn’t help but smile at the same time. We missed our boy. Plus the cutest “cone of shame” in the entire world helped make the situation a little less stressful. Seriously, tell me he doesn’t look darling in that “cone of shame”.
Leo was sent home with Cephalexin (antibiotic) and Vetprofen (pain medication). Goal is to keep him comfortable and to make sure he doesn’t get bumped. The tricky part is the not getting bumped as Leo has a brother and sister at home. Leo’s brother Doc is a very large Boston Terrier (almost 40 pounds) who is an expert at running and ramming into things…humans, other dogs, walls…he is just really good at running into things…we think that he doesn’t realize just how big he really is, PLUS he is only 2.5 years old so has a lot of “puppy” energy still. We had come up with a game plan ahead of time, Leo & I will be spending a lot of quality time together in the guest bedroom over the next couple of weeks. We put the baby gate up so that Leo could still hear and see what is going on in the house and so that the dogs can all see and smell each other. So far we have been home for just over an hour, Leo is sleeping and serenading me with his snore (which is made a little louder thanks to the cone of shame). He drank some water and got a lot of loving prior to falling asleep. Leo seems to be doing very well. As you can see from the photos there is some swelling and redness which is to be expected especially after a major surgery. Leo gets his sutures removed in about 2 weeks and if we have any concerns at all we can always contact the vet. We are thankful and grateful to have a vet who cares so much for her patients.