Monthly Archives: March 2017

I’m quite fine

Oh, boy! I had some ruff weeks!

It all started with some dental issues and a trip to the vet. One week after an abscess popped out. The humans went crazy thinking it may be a tumour, but finally it proved to be something lighter. I had a surgery and then returned home.

Honestly, I thought that having your mouth wide opened under anaesthesia was the worst ever. But apparently is worst to have a muscle and the skin cut open and someone scratching inside all the way to the bone to clean out puss. Especially when the muscle must not close and they stitch it wide open in a weird fashion.

The human female almost faded when she first saw me after the surgery. Imagine that! A pregnant human female fading at the vet. I was not in the mood for laughing at that point, but few days after I had a good laugh remembering this.

I was rushed at home. The human female moved really fast and changed all the puppy pads in my room. She also popped up a fence between in the middle of the big room I was sharing with Data and we got separated.

Apparently I was really looking like just escaped from a horror movie. The humans were shivering only at the sight of my left side. I have some bloody photos, but I’ll keep them for me. Just the toddler seemed not that impressed. But she kept repeating that I have a thing on my face. To be honest, I was too groggy to even care.

The next two days the human female worked from home just to keep a close eye on me. And she used this time wisely for freaking out for various reasons: I was not eating 12 hours after the surgery, I was not eating hay 24 hours after, I was not looking too well, I was not doing that and that… Well, women!, try to get a surgery in your face and have open access from the outside to your mandibular and then we’ll see if you would be in the mood for this and that!

The worst part, except for her watching me that closely, was that she had to insert some rinsing liquids inside my incision. Not fun at all! Not a big pain, but I do not like to be restrained in a towel. So it was always a fight. Luckily it only lasted for 5 days.

Just to give you a report on what to expect when you have surgery anywhere near your mouth, look how long it takes to get back on track. Eating veggies – up to 24-36h after the surgery. Keep giving us Critical Care. Eating pellets – same. Don’t expect huge quantities. We start with little. We are usually in pain and the effort of chewing is exhausting. With the hay is more problematic because usually we are not able to stretch our necks to get to the manger. So just put hay on the floor or in a paper bag and we will try. It takes up to 3 days to restart chewing it. (Neck muscles are connected with those helping in chewing. So it hurts!)

And get ready for some irony from your humans once you are over it. I mean, in my case it was like this… After I started eating normally, the human male kept telling me that for that amount of money he could have shaved me better. The human female kept counting the pellets I was eating and after 5-7 days told me that my appetite it’s bigger than Kirk’s. OMG! How can you say something like that?!

I got back with Data 10 days after the surgery, when my incision was already closed and it was clear I was eating and pooping well, so no need to monitor the number of pellets I had, nor the poops I produced. I still have to recover some weight, but I am on the right track. I still don’t get any cereals because Data may get too fat from them. I still need to grow some hair on the left side of my face, but it’s already better. And I still have some doses of antibiotics to take.

Almost three weeks after, I’m fine. Shaved in a weird manner, but fine. 😀

But we still need to wait and see how it will work with no antibiotic pumped daily into my body.

And some photos…

Few days after the surgery when I was already looking less horror.

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In my paper bag (I used to rustle it a lot during the night so the human male could not sleep. 😀

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Reunite with Data

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And the proof that I am eating hay

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See you!