in the early winter, there is a magical time of day/night when the world is dark and your house is bright. it still feels like day because it essentially is. the house is bustling around getting home from work, preparing dinner, tidying etc. but the windows are still uncovered and the light of what we do, shines out into the darkness. seeing life from the darkened outside always gives it a layer of coziness. it's a little like being on the front porch except with the separation of darkened silence.
the past few days, if you were seeing into the vignettes our windows create, you would see us doting on edgar. the first day after surgery, he ate and drank and peed and pooed, walked around the yard and rested really well. we were really encouraged. but the second night was a little scary and distressing, as the nights can be. he was uncomfortable and gassy and seemed in pain. and he didn't care to walk any more. but we got through that and late in the day yesterday, we were able to get him settled once more on the couch he loves. there is an elaborate layering of garbage bags, quilts, leak pads and diapers. and now that he's on the couch, he's like his old self again. except that he leaks pee and sometimes blood. and keeping his skin from getting irritated is a challenge. and he's very unsteady on his feet, only able to walk without both tom and i actively involved.
in a few hours, we're taking him back to our wonderful vet, and he will try to flush this stone out of his urethra and back up into the bladder. it seems like such a little thing. but it's so huge to our little life. thank you for all your wonderful caring comments and your prayers.
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