I’m pleased to report that Chico is doing much better! This afternoon, he was released from the emergency animal hospital, where he had been since Saturday morning, and Mom and I are thrilled to have him back with us. Chico knew he’d arrived home, perking up and wagging his tail, as soon as Mom pulled into the driveway.
His belly has approximately 20 staples to secure the surgical incision, which stretches from just below his breastbone to past his peepee. But he’s eating and drinking well, and his GI tract is getting back to its normal schedule.
Of course, he’s on six new medications—including an antibiotic and anti-inflammatory, an anti-nausea med, an appetite stimulant (to make sure he eats enough), a GI regulator, and pain medication—to help him heal from his surgery. These are in addition to the eight medications he continues to take to help his right eye heal from its surgery.
That’s a lot of medication for a 20 pound dog, but, no doubt, he needs them all. We are just relieved our little guy is on the mend.
Sean was so on-the-money when he used to say that Chico was “like a cat with nine lives.” By my count, that makes Chico somewhere around life number 5 (see Chico and Sean for more on this). And thank goodness for that…because we need him around for a good while longer.