Storm had her front left leg amputated on Friday 4th Jan 08. I felt sick all morning waiting for the phone call from the vets. 12.03pm i got the call all had gone well and she was fine.
I was told i could visit the following day.
I was so scared of going to see her. I knew i would love her no matter what she looked like, but i just could not imagine my Storm with only 3 legs. I found myself looking at photos of her but covering her leg with my thumb to see what she would look like.
After a very long night and even longer morning i set off to see her.
When i saw the nurse walk her around the corner, i was just so very very proud of her. Plodding towards me wagging her tail. I hugged.
I thought it was going to be such a shock seeing her, but it was not. She did not look horrific. She just looked like storm. She looked strange from certain angles, but from others you would not think she was any different.
From the second i looked at her i knew i had made the right decision for her.
Today was my 3rd visit to her since her operation. Her recovery is amazing, she is full of life. Walks as though she has always had just 3 legs. Her nature is just as loving.
For all the years i have moaned at her for pulling on the lead. Today i nearly cried with joy as i walked her and my arm was almost pulled off.
We still have the chemo to cope with so we are not clear of the woods yet, but i have not had a second of regert and i honestly say neither has storm. For anyone in the dreadful situation that i was in. Do not be frightened of what your dog will look like, or how your dog will adapt.
This course of action is not the right one for everyone, but i am so glad it was for us.
If i only get another 6 months with storm as a happy and mobile dog then it would have been worth every penny.
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