Exactly one year ago today, Charlie was heading into surgery for his left hind cranial cruciate to be repaired (fancy word for knee, basically) and just for fun, they planed down his meniscus a bit as it was partially torn. If you’d like to read about his journey and healing process, click here.
I went into the surgery that apprehensive, worried and very nervous, thinking that it was going to be a rough, rough road ahead of us but in the end it wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be.
For the first few days, my mom took him into her home (because she’s retired) and she was able to keep him crated and quiet. He really did not like being in his crate, in a cone and he expressed his dislike very much so by chirping, squawking or woofing. At times it was annoying and other times, it was really funny (sorry Charlie!).
This was taken just after he was picked up from the hospital.
Charlie had his surgery immediately after his bestie and lady friend, Lily. As luck would have it, they both had the exact same surgery, she was first and Charlie followed. What was nice about the pair of them going for surgery the same day was that they were placed side by side in the emergency recovery so that they could smell each other and hopefully know that they were both okay. At the very least, they could commiserate their misery together. Charlie stayed overnight for observation and was able to come home the following afternoon.
The next day after surgery and night he came home, we knew wanted to keep Charlie quiet but we also wanted to take Baxter over to see Charlie so that he knew that he was okay. Charlie went to my mom’s the night before surgery so she could take him in (while I went to work) and Baxter was just LOST without his buddy. The concerned look on his face and his eyes, it made you want to cry. So the night he had surgery, we went home to Baxter, who was all by himself and wondering just what the hell was going on. We grabbed him and headed over to my mom’s place and as soon as Baxter saw his brother, everything made sense. I think he was just relieved to know that his brother was okay, he just had a boo-boo that needed healing.
As you can see, Baxter didn’t leave my side when I had Charlie in my arms.
In terms of his healing, I believe that Charlie was the exception. He bounced back remarkably quick, from the grody stitches that made his leg look like a busted chicken wing (see below), all the way to his progress at hydrotherapy. He was a star! It helped that we followed his healing plan to a T, did his daily exercises and we also did hydrotherapy twice a week for 8 months. He lost about 2 lbs after the surgery and the atrophy in the muscle was very noticeable, but with the hydrotherapy and building back his strength, he gained it all back.
Charlie’s first hydro session, 16 days post op and about a week after having stitches removed.
Charlie’s 25th hydro session, 13 weeks post-op.
Charlie at 6 months post-op.
Charlie loved hydrotherapy. Not only was it great for his healing, but also his joints and arthritis, he enjoyed it and it was great time bonding with him. He loved going twice a week and every time he’d enter the building, everyone would exclaim, “Charlie’s here!”. He was a model hydro dog, showing all the newbs that it wasn’t so bad. Often times he had an audience at the window into the pool area with people watching, smiling and pointing. But that’s our Charlie, everyone cannot help but fall in love with this little boy.
Today, Charlie is doing magnificent. And he thanks you for all your love and support during the last 12 months. He had a squad rooting for his health and wellbeing and I’m so grateful that things turned out far better than I imagine.