Day by Day

Well.. it has been a few days… yikes.. almost a week since I have posted here…

Franklin went to have his bandages changed on Thursday the 13th and he was such a goofball in the vets office.  Wanted to check out everyone!! lol

I have noticed that there is more of a sparkle in Frankie’s eyes these days.  Seems to be the old Franklin that we were used to.  Not sure.. maybe it’s the Medicam.. lol

Anyhow.. I have started to decrease his pain killer now.. instead of giving him 22kgs worth.. I have cut it back to 16… and in a day or so.. I will cut it back to 8.. and then nothing… I will keep an eye on him to see how he is doing pain wise but he has really been great.  And I don’t want to keep him on a pain killer if he really doesn’t need it.

Frank’n’farter has not experienced any of the panting, or trembling that I have read about.  His feedings are good.. water intake good, and outside duties good.

He goes back to the vets tomorrow to have his stitches removed.  They said that they will bandage him one more time and I can remove the bandages at home after 3-4 days.  I like this idea as it will prevent Maggie from trying to clean his scab.  After the bandages come off, I will use his Thundercoat for a little bit till his scab on the incision has totally healed up.

This has been a hell of an adventure… and one I do not regret!  When I see his happy waggin tail.. his smile with the tongue lolling and the spark in his eyes.. there is absolutely no question that I did the right thing!!

bark atcha later

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author: Christine

I'm Canadian eh? living in Southwestern Ontario. My crew consists of my sweetie Fred, my son (25yrs) and my daughter (22yrs) as well as our 4 legged kids, Maggie (12yrs) and Wilson (1year). Franklin was my sweet boy who was diagnosed with osteosarcoma in September 2012. His leg was amputated on December 4, 2012. He was the cutest tripawd on this planet. He was happy every day. His tail was always wagging. Lung Mets took him from us on May 15, 2013. Rainbow bridge became a happier place with his arrival. We miss him terribly everyday. We lost our kitty in September 2012. Diesel, who was 18 1/2 years old when he passed at home, was (and still is) the Godfather. He is missed terribly by all. They are curled up together sleeping at the bridge under the stars, happy to be sleeping buddies again.

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