Two days of no running, no other real exercise to speak of, and no stretching routines. (Tomorrow’s stretches and run should be interesting.)
Lucas had surgery yesterday. It was not a big deal, but he is an old guy and there is always risk.
He had an epulis removed. These are fleshy masses that grow from around the gums/root of the teeth outward and downward (or upward). It was pretty big – as wide as at least two teeth and longer than those same teeth.
While he was in surgery anyway, i also had a cyst removed from his back (upper right shoulder area). The cyst was small – like a jellybean, and i would not have (nor would our vet team have recommended) surgery done just for the cyst, but while he is under anyway, might as well.
The cyst we did not even need to send out for biopsy as it was obviously nothing. Our surgeon said that the epulis looked fine, but we did send that out for analysis just in case.
They did have to remove 2 teeth to get the roots of the mass. I knew that going in and told them that i would prefer that method rather than a surface or cosmetic procedure that would not actually get the root of the mass so that it would be able to grow back to full size within 6 months to a year.
I did my usual thing. Vance and i got up early and walked 4-5 miles with Lucas and saw the sunrise. I took Lucas and several books and the car-dog-comforter with me into the vet. Lucas and i got in our cage and waited for our turn. I read to Lucas and of course, all the other dogs in the kennel area. They get quiet and like it when i read aloud. We napped a bunch until it was Lucas’ turn. The surgery went well and i was waiting in the cage for my main job – hold my doggy and pet him and keep his head from hitting the walls as he recovers from the anesthetic.
He was definitely sore and uncomfortable, but he (as usual) did not say anything about it to me, but waited until he had the audience of my mom and dad before he began to tell his tale. I have been wondering all day if he was really in pain and letting them know about it, or if he was telling them, “that boy took me somewhere and i had a really bad time!” I gave him his doggy pain pills wrapped up in some ham.
He was so tired, even though he did sleep most of the day, but sleep at home on my bed is different. I got in bed with him and we both struggled to stay awake (well he slept, i struggled) until his normal pill time at 8:15. We were both out by 9. I woke up at midnight and then again every hour to check on him, and make sure he was comfortable, and see that he had not vomited, or had excess oral bleeding, or ripped out some stitches, or…
Today he definitely felt better, though not 100% and he really wants to scratch where the stitches are on his back. He is drinking loads of water again and he ate a pretty big dinner. I have not looked into his mouth at the surgical area yet. I remember mine and i imagine his mouth and gums and such are sore. I can look in a few days.
Vance and i had a surprisingly huge amount of errands to run and Lucas came with us (of course). We just finished out last errands (that we started at 9 am) and ate some pizza dinner and cleaned up about 8:30.
Tomorrow i will find a good time to leave Lucas and Vance to watch each other and get in another run and workout.
I did have some great and nostalgic experiences in Borders today. I sold two books, or one book and one set of 7 books. I really miss working in a bookstore. You can’t make a living at it (not the fun part with the customers) but it is rewarding. My mom was looking at some kind of Diary of a Whimpy Kid game and i asked her if she had read the books. She had not but said that my youngest niece is into it. I took her straight to the section to show her the books (they are not far from Artemis Fowl i noted on my last trip in to ogle Artemis). Then i showed her Artemis, and the other Eoin Colfer Independent Reader stuff. After talking with her for a minute about what my niece has been reading, i described Half Moon Investigations for her and she bought it. While this was going on, i overheard a couple talking and they had found one book they were looking for but “…she also said the Chronicles, something.” I reached over and grabbed a boxed set of The Chronicles of Narnia and politely interrupted to offer them the set. They were so excited. I talked with them a minute about their little reader and told them the history of the changes to the ordering of the books in the series and which way to go for different reasons. They were grateful and went off to pay. Something like this happens probably every other time i go to any Borders. I can’t help it and people generally like it. A bookstore is one of the few places i have found where eavesdropping (if done with good intentions) is usually rewarded. This works out well for me as i am physically incapable of not eavesdropping. I don’t mean in an ‘i can’t control my curiosity’ kinda way i mean in an ‘i actually cannot NOT hear you’ kinda way.
Anywho – Vance is good, Lucas is doing well, and i hope to get a little uninterrupted sleep tonight, after i check in with what is happening on Anacreon and Terminus…