The surgery went well - the ACL was not ruptured, the meniscus had no damage, and arthritis was evident, but not particularly bad.
On Tuesday, day 55, we picked Tiko up. He was very weak and sore, keeping leg hitched up high at all times. He needed support walking and peeing, and ate only lying down. I iced his knee for 10 minutes, and it seemed to make going outside a bit easier. I took his cone of shame off - and it never went back on. I was to be at his side for the next 8 weeks anyway - except for when he was at Physical Therapy. I put Bitter Orange on his knee, and slept on the couch next to his sickbed suite. (A fantastic Big Barker Bed surrounded by ex pen). He got up at 2 to pee, painfully, and could not settle down - awake for good at 3 - groaning a bit...poor little boy!
He is on antibiotics, Tramadol for pain, and Ace for sedation. Have I mentioned that any sort of pill, medicine or small procedure causes him massive anxiety? Well. It does. We are in for 10 fun days of pills.
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