Feeling a Little Better

I didn’t think that surgery was going to be an fun and I was right.  I like being back home but the ‘new’ routine stinks.  I can’t go out and play, I only go outside to do my business, if you know what I mean, then back into the house.

Nikki left yesterday and we didn’t even get to face fight goodbye.  Sorry Nikki, I would have loved to play but my folks say that is a no-no for the next couple of weeks.

I am eating a little bit (about 4 cups of food a day or about 40% of normal) but I am still on pain pills so they say that is normal.  I really hate wearing this life preserver around my neck (they say it is to keep me from messing with the incision and that it is a substitute for an Elizabethan Cone).  I am feeling a little better but how are you supposed to get well if you can’t run and play and have to spend 24 hours a day in this stupid neckwear.   They did take it off for a little while yesterday in the den while they were in there giving me their undivided attention.

I normally don’t take pills so you can imagine my horror at having to take pills 3 times a day.  In the morning I get 2-1/2 pills (in Velveeta cheese) and one pill crushed up and mixed with water.  At lunch I get the same except they add in another pill and a half.  Dinner is the same as breakfast except I get a different pill than at lunch.  Why should anyone have to take so many pills?  All I did was swallow a dishtowel.  Big deal!!

About Quinn

Born January 27, 2012 in Collinsville, Texas. Full name: Taryn Cavan Quinn Breed: Irish Wolfhound Color: I will be a grey brindle when I get older Favorite Activities: Chewing every thing in sight, sleeping
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One Response to Feeling a Little Better

  1. Judith Arajs says:

    Hey Quinn:
    I had my big operation on Tuesday morning, and I felt really icky Tue. night. I didn’t even want to eat! Wed. morning my breakfast looked a little more appealing so I ate some of it. I’m feeling great now. How about you? Boy, we sure have had a few “crappy” days. Your surgery was quite a bit more serious than mine, and I’m so happy you are doing okay. Don’t grab any more dish towels! Brodie was x-rayed once, because Judy thought he ate a kitchen brush for vegetables. Nothing was inside of him, and we never found the veggie brush!!! Brodie liked sox, dish rags, panties, shoes, and lots of other things. At the vets the other day I saw a chart on the wall of the 10 most often ingested items by us dogs. Socks # 1 on the chart!!
    I weighed in at 130. I’m taller than Finn, but I’m not as heavy as he is. Do you go for tall girls? I hope so.
    Be a good boy and stop swallowing stuff.
    Your friend.

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