(To the tune of “The sun will come out tomorrow,” of course!)
The stitches come out tomorrow!
So, they gotta hang on
til tomorrow, come what may!
Tomorrow, tomorrow no sutures tomorrow!
It’s only a day awayyyyyy!
OK, I hate to even type this sentence because there are still about 20 hours until these stitches get removed, but… this is the first time EVER we made it through a full course of stitches. No staples required!
Funny enough, Emmett’s due for his next blood test tomorrow, and Newt’s due for a nail trim. So, we’re ALL going! Well, not Cooper. But John and I are taking the other three to get everything done at once. We’ll see who makes it back in once piece.
I’m relieved he’s getting these stitches out. Making sure that they stayed stitched has been stressful because, as I mentioned, it’s never happened before. So, I’ll be able to let my guard down a bit. Plus, he’s getting extremely mobile. He’s going up the steps from our back door like a champ (I posted a video of him nailing it on Facebook), and yesterday, out of nowhere, he waltzed over to the steps and, rather than wait for us to grab the handle on his harness, he sailed down the steps for the first time. All by himself! Totally unassisted! Both John and I were holding our breath, scrambling to get over there, and when we saw that he made it on his own, we couldn’t stop cheering.
He’s ready to move around independently, but I still need to force him to go slowly.
He’s climbing on the couch on his own, tackling the stairs, getting in bed – all by himself. He still has a hard time maintaining his balance while going to the bathroom, but yesterday he did, in fact, do a #1 without any support. So, we’re getting there! Incrementally, of course, but progress is progress! Once his stitches are out, I think we can allow him a little bit more freedom, though he’s still wobbly with pain meds. I’m going to ask her how we go about weaning him off of those, too.
The thing I keep forgetting, the thing I keep having to force myself to remember is this: We’re only at Step One. Once he’s considered “recovered” from all this, we start the chemo trial. I keep avoiding that fact, staying focused on his recovery from surgery. But he’s basically there. So, I guess tomorrow we figure out those next steps and when he starts the trial.
In the meantime, dear friends, the world lost an amazing dog yesterday. Sweet Melvin passed after a short battle with cancer. He was so loved and made the world a brighter place. He will be missed and grieved. If you can spare some space, please hold his person Tracey and dog brother Jake in your heart.