I decided to capture one more photo of them before the big change then I took them in around 8:30 this morning. After my goodbye kisses and a little anxiety, I spent the rest of the day taking care of everything I needed to get done so I could be home with them for the rest of the weekend. The animal clinic called me around 1:30 to let me know the surgery went well and the girls were snuggled up together on a heating pad recovering. They said they had been just precious all day and I could pick them up at 4:00.
Scott and I arrived right on time anxious to get our girls. After informing us of everything they did and how smoothly it all went, they fetched Ivy and Madison and brought them to us. They were pretty out of it which I totally expected. Then they showed us their little scars and that's when it all went downhill. Yes folks, it happened again. One look at their hurt little tummy and I did what I love to do---I passed out. Apparently my dogs hysterectomy was entirely too much for me to handle. As I was coming to my first emotion wasn't fear----I've got this down by now. It was utter humiliation. Who does that? Apparently 1-2 people a year or so they told me. Neat. After downing a bottle of water and taking full advantage of the wet wash cloths they had given me, Scott carried his 3 girls out of the veterinary clinic and took us home to rest.This evening has been so sad. Ivy and Madison are pitiful. I didn't expect it to be this bad. I called the vet twice because the cries coming from them are so traumatizing. Scott and I have literally sat on the sofa all night long trying to comfort them. Madison has done a little better than Ivy. Ivy lets out a little cry every 5 minutes or so. I feel like such a bad Momma for putting them through this even though I know I'm doing the right thing.
We are all now currently in bed. I have a feeling it's going to be a long night. I'm hoping that when morning comes my little babies are going to be feeling much, much, much better.
