Coco has been home one day, and she’s already making progress.
She walked! And peed! Granted, I had to hold her haunches while she did those two activities, but she definitely still has control of her limbs and sphincters back there. Thank. Dog.
It’ll take time for her to recover. I knew that intellectually, but seeing it makes it that much clearer. She had a major injury. Which is wild, because we don’t even know when it happened or what caused it. Just, all the sudden, major, change-the-trajectory-of-your-life type injury to her back. Then surgery. Now…recovery. But, with what I saw today, I think she might come all the way back. I think she might be just Coco again. And that’s…a pretty amazing thought.
Work was hard for me today. I need to do better tomorrow. And I will. It’s just a lot figuring out…how to feed her. How to get her to pee or walk. How to get her to sleep rather than be agitated. Liz, right now, is trying to rock her to sleep.
Lots more to figure out tomorrow. Night night.