Two weeks ago, Trace Jeanell tore her ACL and damaged the cartilage in her knee. The doc told us, just like in humans it doesn't matter when you have the surgery. That's why we ALL went to the beach to romp and play a bit before 5 months of recovery for her. A little last minute fun was in order.
I took her in yesterday and was told that I could pick her up on Thursday. I'm not good at leaving her. Trace is diabetic and has been for almost four years. Two years longer than the lifespan given to diabetic dogs. I've been on three vacations without her in those four years. I rarely trust other people with her care.
That's why I flipped out when they wanted to keep her for three days. I don't trust vets or anyone else with my little girl.
Yesterday, Dr. Beckman called me and told me that he thought that I should pick her up today. I wonder if he saw my neurotic diabetic diary that I keep of her glucose levels, times, dates, activities, etc.? He felt that she'd be better off in my care since they rarely deal with diabetics.
This morning at 10am, we were reunited. It feels so good to have her home!
One of the girls at the clinic decorated her E-collar. How cute is that?!