This past week I went to Camp Greyhound. While I was there, Karen brought me to my doctors appointment. I had a full blood work panel done; once I was given the green light, Dr. Paul and his staff helped me drift off to sleep. When I woke up I was missing 9 teeth!
I wish someone would have told me about the tooth fairy before they disposed of my teeth.
I was given a swag bag with wonderful things:
1) antibiotics (they taste yummy) - Gideon keeps trying to break into the container to steal my meds.
2) antibacterial mouth rinse
and
3) This gift was for dad - a print out of my ECG.
Last week when Dad called the clinic to see if a print out was possible, the woman had said they didn't have that capability.
Dad was sad, he wanted a print out of my heartbeat to make a neat tattoo with it.
Fast forward to post surgery; when the vet tech called to give Dad and update on how I was making out, she was very excited to tell him that she was able to get a print out of my heartbeat.
Post surgery, Karen gave me Arnica to help with the swelling and stuff. It worked wonders. My mouth is healing up quite nicely, and I didn't need any pain meds. Dad has been on me about not zooming around and mouthing at things when I get excited.
Side note * I'll be able to brush my teeth in about 1-2 weeks. Dad of course is going to help me with that.
Here are a few photos that were snapped of my daily over the last little while:
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| Still hanging out with Auntie and that strange cat (gideon) |
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| Dad stripped my bed to clean the cover :( |
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| Holding on for dear life. Dad also took the cover off this one too. It didn't go back on the same way... |
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| Dad thought he heard a thump then dismissed it. Should have went looking. Gideon stole a pork chop from the stove while I slept.... |
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| Jibbies - pre dental |
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| Auntie being silly |
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| Stink eye |
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| The day Dorian found my tail.... |
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| cuddles and bed fails |
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| zzzz zz |
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| Dorian and I have been hanging out |
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| Watching.... |
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| Dad and I the morning of our long trip to Innisfil |
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| Looking for Melissa |
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| Doing my 'roo |
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| Pre dental... I had lots of teeth here |
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| Pre Dental |
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| Let the sun shine in |
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| Port Hope potty stop |
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| What's that? |
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| Meh |
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| Backseat driver (mid yawn) |
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| Here's my Great Great Great Great Uncle Gabe :) |
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| Gabe - He's a cancer survivor. 4 months post amputation. He's doing very well! |
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| Me with some of the gang at Camp |
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| Camp Friends |
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| meet and greet |
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And then.... Dental Day
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| I'm not so sure about this.... |
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| The wonderful Dr. Paul Neilan. |
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| A bit puffy from surgery. But i stole the crate at Camp. Win |
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| Karen took this photo of me to let Dad know i was fine post surgery |
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| At the condo |
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| settling in at Melissa's Condo |
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| It didn't take long to find my old couch |
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| Couch.... |
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| I didn't know where I wanted to lay |
