Tasha had an emergency and we took her to the veterinary… i’m glad it’s over, and for a while my day stood still. they had to take her uterus out, and that was just painful for us too. i had that positive feeling in me all day, but i did cry a smudge.
she is fine now, the surgery took shorter than it was supposed and it went perfectly well. she is at the vet for the night, probably wondering what is going on… it’s been a long day, and it happened in a flash…we went to see her after she was stitched up and awake: she was hyped up on all these drugs and she was in her own world, her pupils wide, her body in a wavy shape, whining from all the drugies in a painful way… her eyes moved back and forth ; up to me,down to my mom’s. i don’t think she was really there and not at all herself (as Jackie, the doc said) but i think she did see us, thou her smelling senses were not working… mom touched her nose through the cage the whole 10 min. we were there…. it was an awkward, uncomfortable energy, and thou i loved to finally see tasha (not really, in the scary mood… :-] ) i did want to leave. she was a totally different being, like when you get drunk, so i’ve heard and imagine. i cried afterwards as we went to TJ’s. we should have her back tomorrow, and we will take great care of her and make she she does not move a lot and i will be by her side **.
. ‘they’ all do, and everyone knows what i mean when i say THEY.
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