No one told me…well, Tyebe tried. She said after her big girl surgery it felt like someone punched her in the gut. She forgot the “sliced with a knife and sewn back up” part.
The dogtor shot me up with pain medicine and sent some pain pills home for me to start taking tomorrow morning. If I felt good enough to get up from Mommy’s lap I would find them and take a couple. (The dogtor promised they aren’t opiods.)
And if anyone is wondering, I got my full supper when we got home plus some extra beef chunks. Ohhh, I’m starting to feel drows….zzzzzz.
Note from the Mommy: The vet said Xena did really well, and he repaired the little hernia she’s had since birth, too. Her incision is the smallest I’ve ever seen for a spay, about 2 inches long. All the moaning is more a side effect of the anesthesia than from pain, and the pain pills are well out of reach! Thank you for all the POTP. I really needed it! It’s over, the patient will live and so will her Mom.