So far I have cried in the shower…cried on the way to the vet….cried after I left the vet...and cried once at my desk! It was so hard to leave her there. She was so scared and shaking so badly. As they took her from me and started heading down the long corridor, she turned around and looked at me and I lost it. Animals are so hard because they don’t understand.
The surgeon came out to the lobby and talked with me for a little bit this morning to try and calm my nerves. I thought it was very nice of him, but he said NOTHING that made me feel better.
I don’t think I’m upset over the actual surgery. I know the surgeon will do his best and is very qualified. I think it is the recovery process that has my stomach in knots. I don’t know how to keep her physically contained for that long and still make sure she is a “happy” dog. Actually…I think that is exactly what is upsetting me. I want to make sure that she is always happy and most of all feels loved. I spend too much of my time researching and learning about pit bulls and 90% of the stories will shred your heart into a million pieces. I don’t ever want her to experience anything negative like those “other dogs”.
I know this is going to turn into a positive thing once she is all healed and can run and play like a puppy again, but getting to that point is going to be a struggle. I've been told “I love too hard” and I think that’s true (with both people and animals).
Please keep Lainey (and myself) in your prayers today! Hope to come back with an update tomorrow or Friday.