Tag: Osteosarcoma

Day 2: still in hospital

Day 2 and duchess is doing FANTASTIC!

She is a hospital favorite. The nurses love her to bits. She is able to stand and walk almost unassisted (but they help anyways cuz that’s their job). Having trouble laying down “gracefully” so we will help with that when she comes home. She is eating well. She is still wetting the bed and they feel that it’s not medical but more of a discomfort in peeing in front of people (she has been known to be shy about that stuff even at home). Since she has been eating she hasn’t gone #2 yet but they won’t be concerned until the 48hr mark of no poops so still all good.

Tomorrow is the day! We will pick her up in the evening. She has been a champion. We haven’t seen “the wound” yet as all pictures have been covered so I asked tomorrow if they change the bandage to please send a picture so we can prepare ourselves.

Out of surgery

Our girl is out of surgery! All went well, some blood loss but nothing of concern. She will be monitored til at least tomorrow & we will see how she’s doing. I will be receiving a photo tomorrow from the amazing nurse taking care of her. Although the stress of surgery is over I still worry for complications. I really hope my girl does well on 3 legs

WE ARE OFFICIALLY A TRIPAWD FAMILY. Thank you all for support and will keep updating tomorrow

Evening before amputation; anxiety is creeping in

5:50pm the evening before surgery Tomorrow we will be getting up at 5:30, leaving the house between 6 and 6:30am to drive Duchess in for surgery. I feel nervous for the future, but ready to get this tumor off of her body. I am scared for anesthesia just anticipating everything ahead. I’m scared for recovery. I’m scared for my girl. I know all of the stats about recovery and how she will do and how she will be a warrior and bounce back, but until I see her I will be scared. I’m also strangely feel a bit guilty, like I’m taking her leg without her consent even tho I know it will take her pain (trust me I repeat over and over in my head that I’m taking her pain which involves taking the leg) but i can’t seem to shake the guilt that maybe she will hate us. I feel bad for her that we HAVE to do this. Anyways just venting for today. She’s about to eat her final meal on 4 legs, so strange.