The surgery that wasn’t makes me happy this week. You see, I had my third heat cycle in May, but this one was different. The hormones did weird things to me that we didn’t like. Mom was planning to get me spayed in the winter, but because of all the stuff that went on, she decided yesterday would be the day. We were up and out to the vet at 7 AM.
Our vet left a year or so ago, but we found Dr Lammi at the same clinic and we really like her. She is the one who would be doing my surgery. Mom was, as always, a nervous wreck, and I didn’t want to be at the vet. If you can imagine, they had me get naked (remove collar and leash) and then they put a hospital leash on me. The people are always nice, and the lady found a pink one just for me.
Mom left. She said she would be back around 4 PM to pick me up. I really didn’t know what was going to happen. She had leaky eyes, and I was nervous. The lady said they would call Mom if there were problems, otherwise, after I was out of surgery.
The cellphone rang not even three hours after Mom left me. She says she was scared to answer because it was too soon for the vet to call. It was my doctor calling to tell her they had me under anesthesia, shaved my belly, and discovered a skin infection right in the area the incision would be in. The doc said it would be risky to do surgery because the incision would easily become infected, so they decided to wake me up, fix the infection with pills, and do my surgery another time.
By early afternoon, I was good to go home, so Mom picked me up. I was still groggy, and even whined a bit on the drive home. She put me upstairs in the guestroom with the curtains closed and lights off so I could sleep.
Before she left me to sleep off my anesthesia, she had to look at my belly. How could she have missed a skin infection. The vet said had she not shaved my belly, she would never have seen it. Mom found that hard to believe. Look at the dots there on my belly – they are so ugly, but not real easy to see under my furs if you aren’t looking for them. Such a mess! Who ever went in for surgery that wasn’t?
This year is especially bad for skin issues according to the vet. All the rain and odd weather has been doing strange things. It’s great my infection isn’t as nasty looking as Bailie’s was!
I’m super thankful my vet is really good at her job and didn’t risk my life just to do a surgery. Thankfully, my mom has common sense too and agreed with our vet. An infection would have been a really bad thing after an operation, and I have a full schedule of trials in August that I wouldn’t want to miss. I spent the rest of Thursday curled up in a ball on the floor sleeping, but today, I’m back to being Madison! We’ll have to reschedule my surgery at some point between my sports weekends, which isn’t easy.
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