Join Date: Oct 2007
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Tessa was spayed this past Thursday. I have a wonderful vet who does all the right things without asking: prelim blood work, isoflourane anesthetic, etc. He also took the time to play with her and love her up so by the time I left they were best buddies.
When we arrived they put me in the same room where my Sophie died last Oct. I was so focused on Tessa that it took me a moment to look up and realize where we were. My emotions overcame me. It was an immediate visceral reaction and I began shaking and crying. I had to go out and ask to be moved to another room. They were very kind, brought me Kleenex and apologized.
Her spay went well and I picked her up at 4:30 that afternoon since they didn't have overnight supervision. She was so drugged that she slept straight through the night but it was good to have her close to me.
My poor baby is still sleeping a lot. I put a crate with the door open on the sofa beside me and it's where she's most comfortable and i can reach in to give her a rub or scratch behind the ears. I'm still keeping her on pain meds so she's comfortable and quiet. I still caught my little monkey jumping yesterday. Ouch!
It's hard to see her so quiet and those big soft eyes look at me like "what's going on Mom, why do I feel so bad?". I'll be happy when my little play monster drops a toy at my feet. Then I'll know she's on her way to a full recovery.
But now her eyes are no longer at half-mast so here are a couple of pictures.