The maddening part of it all was, besides that poor Biko was in pain, that the people from the Clinic tried to make us the guilty part. They said, we had told them, that we had some pain killers at home! WTF! - Breath deeply! Who has stuff like that at home?
After calling back and forth, it turned out, that the Doctor on duty was allowed to prescribe some pain killers for her (oh my, thank you very much), so my son drove down there (1 1/2 hour drive one way) in freezing rain, to pick up the pills, which took about a minute, and drive back home, watching accidents left and right, and knowing that Biko was home still crying.
He got back at 2PM, I gave her the pill, and she stopped crying almost immedeatly. By then we were all very distraught, and you could feel the tension subside, after she relaxed and finally snoozed a bit.
This is Sam lounging in the futon bed I dragged into the living room. Biko put one foot in it, than decided against stepping up this one step. I hadn't thought, that she can't do steps, not even this tiny one. But she knows better herself. Sam likes this bed as much as she does, for now it's his place to be during the day. At the end of this post there are pictures of Biko, but if you are squeemisch, don't look at the last picture. I did choose the one, least gruesome.
But before that, to give you a break, I show you two bobbins filled with "Fresh" merino/sea cell singels. The yarn is finished already, and I'm very pleased, but more about it in another post.
This is not our street, but close in a new neighbourhood. The houses are so close together, that they don't know where to shovel all that snow. This was Saturday. We had rain all day yesterday, so it washed away a lot of it.
Back to Biko: The following pictures where taken last night (Sunday), third day after surgery. We bought her a few new chew toys, and put them in the toy bin. She got them out one by one, and tasted them all. We even got a new Jolly Ball, which she took by the handle and showed it all around, wagging her tail. She's a totally different dog now, that she's not in pain anymore.
She doesn't like for Sam to get too close. She's warning him off, when he's pointing his nose in her direction, but on the other hand, she's always lying down in the room he's in.
So, at this point I only wish that her wound is healing fast and without complications.
Thank you all for your well wishes! They are very much appreciated! :o)