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Dingo went in for surgery two days ago and came back yesterday minus one left front limb. As it was the limb that sported a particularly heinous bone cancer, this is a good, good thing... though also a bad thing.
Bad because it's so strange to see him like this, and to see those big ugly sutures (no bandages, not deemed necessary in vet world, better to air it out apparently, which I'm fine with). Good because now the extremely painful bone growth is GONE.
*cheers with low energy*
He's extremely tripped out on all his meds and therefore very loopy, but doing well. He got up on his own last night and stood there with assistance, looking thoroughly weirded out about the whole thing, and eventually sat down again. But it was lovely. According to the vet, he's ahead of the curve (was already trying to get up the same day as his operation), and the surgery itself went perfectly.
They are going to take a closer look at the growth now that it's off him and hopefully get us some more detailed information about the type of cancer and how advanced it is. It could be a completely different type of cancer than first suspected, a less aggressive form, so that's what we're hoping for. But even if it's not... at this point it's good to know we've done this for him, even though it is simultaneously distressing.
Recovery-to-bounciness time seems to be about 2-3 weeks.
Right now, he's wearing a white tank top a la this (minus the grubby) and sacked out on his giant memory foam cushion. ^__^
Bad because it's so strange to see him like this, and to see those big ugly sutures (no bandages, not deemed necessary in vet world, better to air it out apparently, which I'm fine with). Good because now the extremely painful bone growth is GONE.
*cheers with low energy*
He's extremely tripped out on all his meds and therefore very loopy, but doing well. He got up on his own last night and stood there with assistance, looking thoroughly weirded out about the whole thing, and eventually sat down again. But it was lovely. According to the vet, he's ahead of the curve (was already trying to get up the same day as his operation), and the surgery itself went perfectly.
They are going to take a closer look at the growth now that it's off him and hopefully get us some more detailed information about the type of cancer and how advanced it is. It could be a completely different type of cancer than first suspected, a less aggressive form, so that's what we're hoping for. But even if it's not... at this point it's good to know we've done this for him, even though it is simultaneously distressing.
Recovery-to-bounciness time seems to be about 2-3 weeks.
Right now, he's wearing a white tank top a la this (minus the grubby) and sacked out on his giant memory foam cushion. ^__^