I realize I have done you all a disservice by not giving you and update on our little Shih Tzu Lucy. Thank you for all the good thoughts.
She is not dead.
There. Don’t you feel better?
If you don’t know what I’m talking about then read this post. I’ll wait …
Okay, so after her surgery, she was hospitalized for several days, then sent home with us, unable to walk, and with stiches from the back of her neck to her tail. I had never seen anything like it. Her entire body was cut open.
see?
I had been given a regemin for her: 3 different meds in intervals of several hours a day, and physical therapy 3x a day consisting of five different excersises. We also had to keep her confined for six weeks in a cage. *sniff*
Besides that, the only other thing we were to do was “wait and see”. Will she walk or won’t she.
3 days later she was wiggling her legs. 5 days later she would move them in a “walking” motion. 7 days later she was standing.
She kicked some serious ass on the whole healing thing! The doctor was supremely shocked. Honestly, no one really expected such progress. She was a little miracle. The staff at the surgeon’s office call her a super hero.
It’s been 12 weeks since her ordeal and she walks, trots, and gets into trouble. She’s a little slower than she was, and she’ll never be able to jump. But she is alive, and happy, and not crippled.
So as I sit here avoiding packing (because, yup, we’re moving), I am struck by how lucky we are to have her. If we had waited a few hours longer to bring her in, we may have lost her. On that operating table, we could’ve lost her. After her surgery, no one knew if she would walk again (Okay, secretly, I totally knew.)
We’re not moving into our new house, like we had planned. We’re no longer debt- free, like we had worked so hard to become. In 1 day we will be moving into yet another, crappy, rented apartment with several thousands of new dollars on our credit cards.
But with our family in tact.
And with a super hero for a dog.
Now, if she would just stop stealing my son’s toys and chewing them to bits, we’d be golden.
Guess every super hero has their weakness.
Wonder Dog
Oh my God! So sorry to hear about Lucy’s battle, but so happy that she is pulling through! It’s amazing how much love we can have for our pooches hey?
Maddy sends Lucy puppy dog kisses and hugs.
Just came across your blog so, sorry for the belated comment.
I know exactly what you mean about there was no question. Our little puppy, Ty, had to have emergency medical care that was not cheap. It wasn’t thousands of dollars, but it was more than we could afford. It was either pay for care, or watch him die.
There was no discussion. We just said, do it Doc. Here’s the credit cards.
It was totally worth it. We have never regretted that decision, even when the bills came in the mail. Well . . .maybe a little when he peed in the bed . . .