It's been a hectic day or two at chateau "Wits End" with your scribe having to play the dutiful and supportive half of the family. Lots of TLC have been administered as required. After some needed surgery the little general has now returned home, but obviously she is still in some discomfort. So I have been fluffing cushions, keeping the stove burning bright and assisting whenever required in and out of bed, in and out of her favourite chair and up and down the stairs for a visit to the bathroom.
I have to admit the occasional twinges of pain have been born with some stoicism on her part and for the most with silent fortitude. However, her body language has displayed her discomfiture from time to time. Now we will all have to relax for a few days and let the healing process continue on a pace. Meals have been prepared and we are now getting round to making a visit for the first of our post operative checkup's. I'm hoping that the snow that is due to arrive today will not cause us to abandon the appointment.
The medical advice has been to take it easy for the first three or four days and then to return to some light exercise after that. Building up over the following ten days with a few leisurely walks to get her back to her usual level of activity. Her stitches are apparently of the internal self dissolving type. A look at the scar shows that the surgeon has done a very good job. I noticed this morning that her appetite had started to return and so I prepared a couple of rounds of buttered toast which is her favourite breakfast treat. We just have to get used to the idea that there will be no puppies around to continue the Fox Terrier dynasty.
The patient is doing as well as could be expected.
She sends her love to everyone.
Poppy's Dad.
