At 2 p.m. on January 22, 2020, Diandian’s surgery began. My boyfriend and I were waiting outside the operating room, feeling extremely restless.
The surgery lasted for an hour and a half. Diandian’s operation was completed. A steel plate was inserted into its right front limb, and the phalanx of its left front limb was dislocated but not treated. The doctor said that this paw wouldn’t affect its walking because it didn’t bear weight.
Diandian lay in the incubator and slowly woke up. When it heard the voices of my boyfriend and me, it whimpered softly. It wanted to see us but was weak due to the post – operative anesthesia. We accompanied it until the hospital closed before leaving. Diandian is our strong and precious baby.
On January 23 (the 29th day of the 12th lunar month), when we went to see Diandian again, it had already returned to the cage for another intravenous drip. The poor little thing had tears in its eyes. The doctor informed us that the hospital wouldn’t be open in the afternoons these days. We accompanied it until the intravenous drip was finished and the hospital closed.
On January 24 (New Year’s Eve), after accompanying Diandian to finish the intravenous drip, I went back to my hometown. My boyfriend, who was still angry, stayed at home alone. I had no mood to reunite with my family. I hurriedly had the New Year’s Eve dinner and then rushed back. My brother specifically accompanied my boyfriend and me to have another New Year’s Eve dinner at home. As the COVID – 19 pandemic was getting more and more serious, my brother bought some masks at the last moment and told us to take good care of ourselves before rushing back to our hometown.
On January 26 (the second day of the first lunar month), Diandian was discharged from the hospital. Perhaps because of the long – acting painkiller, it could even walk around on the bay window and even wanted to jump over the barrier to sleep on the bed.
On January 28 (the fourth day of the first lunar month), my boyfriend took the bullet train home. It hadn’t defecated since the accident. The doctor said it was due to the stress response. I massaged its belly for forty minutes, and finally, it pooped a little. Then we took it to the pet hospital to use a glycerin enema, and the effect was immediate. Since Diandian was used to using a very large cat litter box, I bought a huge cage in the pet hospital to let it rest quietly.
On January 29 (the fifth day of the first lunar month), at the strong request of my parents, I still took Diandian back to my hometown.
On February 23, Diandian’s wound had completely healed. Although it broke free from the Elizabethan collar several times to lick the wound during this period and was put in “time – out” by me several times.
The doctor said that it could be taken to take X – rays for a review in a few days to see the recovery of the bones. If the internal steel plate needs to be removed, it will be three months later.
I watched the surveillance video of Diandian’s fall from the building. For more than a month, I had trouble sleeping every night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the scene of it struggling when falling or with blood all over its mouth. It was lucky that this negligence didn’t lead to more serious consequences. I will take this as a warning and be more careful and take better care of it in the future, and never let down Diandian’s strength and its trust in me.
Love you, my baby. I hope you are healthy, safe, happy and carefree.
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