As you can see from my last several posts, April was a busy month that was full of good things--our vacation to Orlando, John's prom, Easter, and General Conference. There was one thing, however, that cast a cloud over much of the month, and that was Violet's botched tooth removal surgery. She had a few teeth that were fractured and needed to come out--one tooth in particular, but the doctor decided to remove a few small ones too, and that's ironically where the subsequent infection may have come from.
She was doing well the day after the surgery, but the morning after that, her right eye started to swell up badly and she wouldn't eat anything or take any of her post-op medications. It was really scary. She was miserable, and I didn't know how to help her. I took her back to the vet hospital a couple of times, and my wonderful home vet came over several times during the weekend to give injections of her medications since she wouldn't take them orally. It was very scary for a few days. I was so worried that my innocent, lovely, healthy "girly" (as I like to call her) might die, all from a seemingly simple tooth removal procedure. I'm not sure what exactly went wrong there, but the doctor who did it felt terrible, and I understand that it was a rare fluke. She had removed some of Bentwood's teeth the year before with no problems.