The terrible, horrible, awful, very bad weekend.
The calm before the storm.
As John Gray has labeled them.
Scottie Puddles !
Now for the terrible very bad part
Daughters dog Waldie had surgery last year for a slipped disk.
Thing seemed to be fine but a few weeks ago he started to have some back pain
and was put on crated rest and meds.
Friday evening at 11pm he was rushed to Emergency Hospital.
His doctor, who is the only surgeon in Tucson to operate on disks would not
be back till Monday.
You have about a 48 hour window after the disk slips to get them into surgery.
Daughter and Waldie get home Saturday at 2:30 am.
I left my home at 5:30 am on Saturday to help her drive him up to Phoenix
for emergency surgery.
He has slipped another disk right next to the first damaged one.
He is in surgery by 1pm Saturday.
He is out of surgery by 4pm Saturday.
We stay overnight at a hotel near hospital.
On Sunday, Daughter got to visit with Waldie who was sleepy but was responding.
Drove back to Tucson Sunday afternoon, leaving Waldie in Phoenix.
Doctor called Sunday evening he is fine but more test on Monday.
He may be able to come home Monday evening and treatment at his Tucson hospital.
His two Mums in Tucson are heartbroken to have him so far way.
We are hoping for the best.
Meanwhile in Tucson
Waldie other Mum in Tucson took Hamish to her work to care for him.
Watson stayed home.
She stayed at my home Saturday evening to care for my boys who proceeded to
Thank her by throwing up and a bunch of other bad stuff they shouldn't have done.
One reason why I have tile floors.
Watson is on day 3 of his hunger strike.
One sweet story.
While the surgery assistant was explaining the the cost of the surgery to us,
half way through Waldie looked up at daughter and kissed her three times on the nose.
Great timing and super sweet.
A photo I took of Daughter visiting with Waldie after surgery.