Our baby is home and fast asleep on her cushion sporting a bright red bootee.
She was first in today, and we stayed with her whilst the sedative kicked in.
The vet seemed familiar, but I couldn’t place her, so when she came back with the necessary dose, I asked her name and if she was one of the regular vets.
She said she was a locum, and I asked where she had been before. It turns out she was one of the vets in our previous but one Lincolnshire surgery.
She was very apologetic at not recognising us, our name or Maggie, saying that we couldn’t have gone very often. I said no, only twice, but I rarely forget a face. Small world, but she oozed confidence and we were pleased she was seeing to Maggie today.
Photo from early October
Her toe was still swollen though she allowed the vet to touch it and give it a wiggle without flinching too much which was a definite improvement on yesterday.
The Xray showed no fractures, so that was a relief. However, when they made a small incision to lance the wound on her toe, apparently there was ‘a cavity’ which has been flushed out and dressed, although there seems to be nothing in it. Perhaps she had a small puncture wound and something got in to irritate it, building up pressure which was the cause of her discomfort.
Whilst she was under, they’ve clipped her nails too as they had got a little long. We usually do it, but thought it a good idea as they could give her a good trim and just in case they nicked a blood vessel, they could deal with it and she wouldn’t know anything about it.
Poor love, the last couple of months haven’t been very nice for her. In fact she’s been poorly quite a bit in the last two years.
We’ve come away with a 7 day course of antibiotics which are to be taken as well as the remainder of the anti inflammatory meds we have and instructions to bathe her foot in salt water as and when necessary. Exercise is to be kept to a minimum, we’re to stop her licking it (so far no need for a cone of shame) and give her a light meal this evening.
A follow up appointment has been made to see the vet we saw yesterday on Friday.
Luckily my pension went in today so that will contribute to the cost of almost £200 (ouch).
Hopefully she will be OK now and soon back to her normal self though it will be a while before I’d be happy to let her chase the gulls on the beach.