A tough little guy

Well, yesterday (Thursday, Oct 09th 2008), I've had surgery.

Baasje brought me to the clinic in Antwerpen. The operation took about 5 hours and I had to stay the night. The doctor wanted to call baasje later but because of two emergencies he must have forgotten. Late in the evening vrouwtje spoke to someone else at the clinic and she told her, that I was doing very well, considering that I've just had major surgery. They told her that we now need to hope, that I won't get a fever and get well through the night.

During the surgery they broke my left leg, then put that thing with the screws on. So I basically have several holes in my leg with screws through it. It is so not funny :(

It has to remain there for 60 days, during which I will have to go to the vet several times so he can adjust the screws. After that it will still stay on my leg for another 6 weeks without being adjusted. So I will have to live with it for 3,5 months.

Baasje and vrouwtje had to pay a lot of money for the surgery. My insurance should pay back most of what they had to pay now but there is a limit for each insurance year - and I already reached it :( So baasje and vrouwtje will probably not get anything back for when the screws will be removed again. That sucks but they say I'm worth being in debt and having to hold off any other spendings.

Vrouwtje and baasje missed me terribly, it was too quiet and there was no one who annoyed them, who came cuddling with vrouwtje after baasje had already gotten out of bed. No one who stands next to the bathtube while they take a shower, no Rocco face at the window when they left in the morning.

Later today vrouwtje called the clinic and they told her, that I can go home!! Vrouwtje was so happy, people at her new work must have thought she is crazy! Baasje had a day off so he came to get me. I was so happy to see him, I peed myself!! When we were finally back home, it didnt take long and vrouwtje came home as well. When I heard her, I barked and jump off the sofa! Not really smart, considering that thing on my leg... But I'm in pain and I'm drugged - so I'm not really thinking clearly.

Baasje and vrouwtje take really good care of me. It hurts them to see me in pain but they are also very proud of me for being such a tough, little guy.

It's all a bit difficult. I don't know how to sit or lay because my legs hurt and that thing is always in the way. I also have a sort of funnel around my neck, so that I can't bit my leg. I look weird... and I have to run around with that thing for all those weeks as well! I can't go outside much because walking is difficult, getting down and up to the 2nd floor even more so. So now I'm allowed to pee on the newspaper again, just like when I was younger. It is weird, though and I held it for as long as I could!

I'm very hungry and thirsty. Just this evening I ate 4 times as much as I normally do! I could eat even more but baasje and vrouwtje think it would be too much. But I didn't eat in two days so its no surprise that I'm hungry. Everything is now in the living room because the kitchen is just not big enough for me and my funnel.

Anyone who wants to know more or even wants to visit - write or call baasje and vrouwtje. I just got my last medication for today, so soon I will be all high and sleepy again.