Brody’s SurgeryPosted: October 4, 2012
Today is going to suck for me. I dropped Brody off at 7am to get his teeth cleaned. I HATE this procedure. He’s basically immune to pain but during the procedure, they administer general anesthetic. Well, he recovers for the anesthetic VERY poorly. My normally goofy, jubilant floppy eared son lies about howling, and whining. Brody HATES being held, but when they bring him out, he can barely walk, so I walk up to him, pick him up and he literally goes limp in my arms.
When we get home, he stumbles into his den and then begins my torture. There’s NOTHING I can do ease his recovery. I’ve NEVER heard him make the sounds he makes until I first took him in to get his toofus’s cleaned. When I walked into the clinic in Spain I heard this God awful howling. I finally asked what the hell the racket was I was informed, “That’s your dog.” I almost ran to the back to grab him. I’m assuming the vet tech could tell by my concerned expression and obvious disapproval so she immediately brought him out. I had already paid so I grabbed Brody and rushed him to home.
I shit you not, I almost broke into tears more than once. I deal with it much better now, lol, but I still get pretty choked up. Tonight is NOT going to be a good night for me. Oh you think i’m bull-shitting you- take a gander for yourself.