ok well we got that over with

star is home from the hospital. her surgery went well. she now has a new ligament and no more torn meniscus. blech.

i spent the morning preparing the house for her arrival. ok, well not the whole morning, but like an hour in the afternoon. the dining room at ichiro's has officially been transformed into a recovery ward. i set up her x-pen, which was a total steal on craigslist. i love craig. everywhere i go, no matter where i am he can help me find what i need. dates, dinner friends, dog pens, tour guides. dr recommendations, a good argument without lasting repurcussions, free removal of junk i dont want because one neurotic's trash is another's treasure?? oh, you rule craig. YOU RULE.

tangent, sorry. but craig does rule. back to the dog.

i went to jail and busted her ass out this afternoon 'round 2 ish. and by busted her out, i mean i gave them the rest of my soul (having given them the first half as a deposit at time of admission yesterday) i had set up her new bed (mad props to the save star smith fund, you bought that!!) and some blankets in the back of the jeep and got her in without issue. she seemed pretty groggy, but i wasn't really expecting her to be happy so whatever. this whole dog surgery thing is weird. it seems like a lot of the best thing i can do for her right now is leave her alone, it just feels funny. but i know she's just going to be in pain for a while and i can only do so much, so im resisting my natural urge to poke and push. go me! i feel so grown up...

we got home and she wouldn't get out of the truck. i felt really bad for her, but she really had no interest in moving and an uncooperative post operative dog seems like a poor choice of a wrestling partner.

so i brought her a painkiller and a blanket and let her hang out for a bit. around 6 becky and i just lifted the whole dogbed out and when we got her on the ground she hopped out and peed, which i took as a positive. i'm really looking hard for positives these days.

when i got her inside, i set up her bed and that's where she is now. she's *really* uncomfortable, doing the whole whining thing and i feel really bad but i cant do anything more for her. so i'm just letting her alone and she has dark and quiet and when i'm sick and nothing can be done, that's the best i can do so there.


so thats where we're at in case you were wondering. i will be posting pics later, i think im just too lazy right now.