It’s hard to believe we’ve been here a week already.
It still seems very strange having so much space, but as is typical when you do, we are gradually spreading out into it.
This is a common (but for us, bad) thing, as you don’t have to put things away or move one thing to get to another or sit down! In fact for want of a better description, my mother would say we are leaving our muddles everywhere. I’d actually forgotten how untidy we can be.
For the past two nights I have slept on the floor in the conservatory with Maggie, although she negotiated the stairs on the day of her op, much to our surprise. Coming down again was uncomfortable, and as we wanted to be able to manage her movement, we didn’t encourage it.
Both mornings I have awoken and got up just after 5, having got slightly chilled. A cuppa soon remedied that, then I put everything back in order and settled down to read the internet news and catch up on my reader. I woke up this morning to find her curled up at my feet in her usual position, fast asleep.
I had birdsong again just before 7, two little sparrows hopping on the patio, probably on the hunt for worms after the horrendous rainfall we had yesterday.
Hubby stayed with Maggie and did some washing whilst I went up for my diabetes eye test (all OK, and everything clear). Although the properties are not permitted to have washing lines, our host doesn’t have a tumble dryer and uses a heated airing frame instead.
With our weekly wash, this is not big enough so we have decided to use the dryer on the marina, which meant Hubby had to walk down last night. He got slightly damp going and absolutely soaked coming back, so was glad of the waterproofs.
I’d managed to get Maggie out for a wee around 5, and we had another break in the weather at 11, so could take her out for her final ablutions. Hurrah, our first post op poo!
We went up to see the vet first thing and on collecting the car noticed how high the water level was. The bank behind the boat is no longer visible and we just have a waterway between our pontoon and the one on the river. Although we’ve had this before, it was in January/February, not December. Still, we are always about 12 hours behind.
The vet is very pleased with Maggie’s progress, and we asked about her pain medication, a single daily dose which we are giving her after breakfast. Last night, she had quite a bit of discomfort and yelped a couple of times when moving. This we expected, but we don’t want her to be in any unnecessary pain if it can be avoided, so I’ve asked if we can halve the dose in the morning and give her the other half later . The vet thinks that’s a good idea, especially as she’s on the highest recommended dose but if we’re still not happy, then to take Maggie in after the weekend and they will try something else.
Her wound is healing nicely, but I’m afraid to touch it in case I hurt her further or do any damage internally. The vet touched up and down the incision, and she has a tender spot at the bottom which could be muscular when she stretches her leg getting out of the car. The vet is confident that the first of her stitches should be OK to come out next Friday.
More good news is that she is eating, drinking, weeing and has had a poo, all of which are normal for her. We have also had no accidents indoors, bless her.