Under The Knife

First thing yesterday morning, I confirmed with the new student, who I 'do-not-like' btw, that Brie was going in for surgery and that they were just getting her ready. Around 1 pm, the doctor called to let me know that Brie was doing well and that the surgery went just fine. He commented that it was "...a little boring really." I'm glad he thought so! LOL!

As the MRI showed, the location was between the last something (I forget what he said) and the first lumbar vertebrae. Thankfully, there was no noticeable damage to her spinal cord. Whew! That was one of my biggest worries. She was going to spend last night in ICU so they could keep an eye on her and have her on fluids until she was ready to eat and drink again.

We're still not sure when Brie will be coming home as the doctor said it was really up to her and how quickly she heals. They were going to start physiotherapy and he was hoping she would have some motor function before she left the hospital. That's fine with me. We've gotten this far so I don't want to start making hasty decisions now. The doctor mentioned using water for her physiotherapy and I told him that she loves to swim and could swim just like an otter. He was quite surprised and commented that Doxies weren't usually known as great swimmers. Hey, ours is special :o)

When I got off the phone, I called DH as he was still in Halifax. Needless to say, he was relieved with the good news :o) He even picked up a special something for when Little One comes home -

Isn't it cute? I almost cried on the phone when he told me about the matching pink blanket. DH has a huge heart when it comes to Brie, even though he won't come right out and admit it ;o)

Although we managed to get over a huge hurdle, we still have a long way to go and I'm still prepared for problems along the way. There are going to be LOTS of new rules for the house and any visitors because we can't afford to go through this again (not just financially but emotionally and physically as well). I imagine this will probably be the hardest part because Brie is such an active dog and 'always' has to know everything that's going on around her. She's quite a Nosey Nelly ;o)

So this means no jumping! No jumping on or off furniture, laps, stairs, rocks...whatever. I imagine if she's on the couch with us, she'll have to be supervised so that she doesn't take off and jump down when we're not looking. Her little stairs have been taken away and as you saw, she got a new bed, which will be on the ground. There will be no playing with her cousins anymore :o( This will really upset her but she's the smallest of the bunch and could easily get hurt now. But the biggest one of all will probably be no more K-o-n-g. We might even have to hide it. I guess I'm going to become that overprotective parent that I never wanted to be :oS

I have an admission to make... DH and I sent Brie a Get Well card. I hope it gets there before she leaves. We're nuts, aren't we? I wonder if she's the first patient to ever get mail there. LOL! Hopefully our Little Trooper has a speedy recovery so that she can come home soon :o)