surgery stalled

In the middle of the night, I talked to the surgeon who said he was holding off on Biggie's surgery and waiting for a more experienced surgeon to handle it today if needed. He looking at Biggie's previous record led him to the decision. He said that Biggie was alert and not uncomfortable and he was confident that waiting would not make the problem worse and he kind of implied that Biggie could maybe shit the object out.

He said I should hear from the Saturday staff by 8 or 9. (It's 7:30).

If I don't hear by 10, I'll call.

I couldn't wait until 10

So I called. I'm bouncing off the walls here. Not at all like Regular Me. So I called and I'm so glad I did. I'm guessing they would not have called me until this afternoon - maybe late this afternoon by which time, I would have lost my mind.

I did get a nice woman "on Almond Joy's Care Team" who said he was still resting comfortably. She was very much more clear than last night's dude. "We've got a couple more procedures to do this morning. And then we'll get to him. We're watching closely to see if the thing will move on it's own."

She wouldn't give me a timeline closer than "this afternoon". But, at least that's something. Maybe I can rest the worry clock until at least noon. I should take this time and go do something. Maybe I will. Like Home Depot walk and maybe pick up a bagel sandwich after. Yes.

I do have a load of laundry in the dryer and another in the washer so there is movement here... I'm not totally paralyzed. Just mostly.

Ok. Yes. Home Depot. Now.

Trying to stay distracted

All the laundry is done and put away. Home Depot was a lovely walk. The bagel place took down their online ordering again and the line was out the door so we skipped that. But, instead, went to Uwajimaya and got tangerines.

I decided that without Biggie to help, steaming my crochet squares would be a good project. So I pinned down the first four and took a picture and then went to grab it from Flickr and found this one I'd forgotten about.



Those ears back and that face. This was still early yesterday morning before the emergency vet hospital.

It's 3 and I've heard nothing. I'm going to try and hold off calling til 5. But I might not make it past 4. The woman I talked to last time said "remember, no news is good news" so that's what I'm clinging to now.

Here are the first four squares drying after being steamed and shaped. I have one more done and another one half way done. They will get steamed next.

Just got a call

Biggie's on his way into surgery now. 3:15. She said it might take a couple of hours. (At least I was sharp enough to ask this time!) And they would call when he was done.

He's out. He's Good.

One hour went by. Two hours went by. Two and a half hours and I couldn't stand it any more. I called.

Turns out the doctor left a voice mail that the cloud clearly swallowed cause I sure don't have it!

But the liaison lady said the surgery went fine. Biggie did great. They need to watch him tonight and then he needs to eat for them tomorrow and then he can come home. She said tomorrow afternoon. BUT she said I could call tomorrow like 7 or 8 am and talk to the Sunday liaison lady - Lexie - and see where we stand.

WHEW. Halleluyah! OMG I cannot believe my freakin' phone at the voicemail. I gave her my two other backup phone numbers. So, hopefully, next time they can reach me. BUT hopefully, they will never need to again. I'll call tomorrow and they'll say 'you can come about 3' and I'll be there at 1 and he'll come home and never eat anything but food ever ever again.

WHEW. OMG. I am so relieved I cannot stand it. I will have no trouble sleeping tonight. I am exhausted.

Thank you to all you Biggie lovers out there.