It's been an emotional rollercoster here with a female English Bulldog Puppy who was born with a cyst, dermoid I think, on her neck. It was expressed, doctored, etc. and we thought the situation was finished. However, when she was about 3 weeks old, I told Bob to look at the left side of her face, it look slanted or sunken. The next day it was horrible. We believe there was another cyst behind her eye, or the same one, which erupted forcing an eye partially out of the socket. There was no doubt she would be blind in that eye so our options were to have her put down at 3 weeks or do our best to see that she lived until she was old enough for the eye to be taken out.
Our souls dictate we try our best to save life so she had her operation yesterday. The first thing she did upon waking up in my arms was want food. Stuff herself good and proper then wanted to be held because she was in pain. I rocked her until she feel asleep which was a good long time. She did well all through the night (checked on her every 3 hours) and this morning you wouldn't think she had had an operation. Tonight she's eating like a piglet, pouncing on her stuffed doggie and acting just like a normal puppy.
Words can't express the pain in our hearts and the tears that formed every time we looked at or held the one-eyed "baby", named Noel. The eye was gross but she had to have special care to live, so we took a deep breath and did what we had to do. I will confess mainly it was DH, BigDaddy99 doing the caring. He would say something like, "honey don't, let me, we're trying to get you well". We tried to withhold our hearts knowing there was a high probability that she would die, but it was impossible.
Tonight, is the first time in 3 weeks what we can exhale, feeling confident that she is going to be a beautiful one-eyed spoiled brat bully.
Judy
This picture was taken just before "it" happened, I'll try to take updated pictures tomorrow if you think you could stand to look at them.
This message was edited Dec 16, 2005 7:22 PM
