The Big Day

Here it was. The Big Day. Moment of truth. If my eye wasn't better, it meant surgery.

I was a little crazy yesterday morning in the waiting room. Mom was trying to calm me down, and Aunt V who came along, tried to distract me. It wasn't working. I was climbing everywhere and smelling everything and barking at people and animals. But hey, this was a big day. I was woken up early, I didn't have breakfast, and I was a bit nervous. I was feeling ok though. My eye hasn't been hurting much, and that was a good sign. But that might be because I'm a tough guy and much doesn't bother me. It was still the Doctor's decision.

The Doctor came in, asked Mom a few updated questions. Mom said that she thinks I'm better. Told the Doctor I hadn't been squinting as much, and my eye was hardly ever red. She also told the Doctor she's been putting the new medicine as directed, but that I still get goop in my eye in the morning. The Doctor then dabbed a little piece of paper in some dye looking stuff, touched my eyeball with it, and got her special looking glasses and tools. She checked and said those magical words... "You're right. He's better!" Yup! You read right, I'm better! Not 100% better, but my eye is doing what it's suppose to be doing now. It's about time right?! The Doctor said "Go ahead. Get outta here. No surgery. Come back in a month!" What great news it was! We asked about the Cone of Shame and she said just as a precaution, let's do two more weeks of it. Two more weeks I can live with!

To celebrate, Mom and Aunt V took me to Betty Burger's in Santa Cruz. They shared their half sweet potato fries and half regular fries basket with me...

...and Betty's 1/3 lb burgers with me too!

When we got home, Mom said because I was doing so much better, I could have an hour of free time with NO cone of shame! I was SO HAPPY! I got to sit on Mom's lap without fear of hitting someone with my cone, or be in the way of the TV. Mom always says "Swish I can't see with your satellite dish in the way!" Bol.

I got to chew on some bones with Oakley...

... and Mom brought out some new stuffies!

I owe everyone a BIIIIIIIG THANK YOU! Mom, thank you for taking great care of me all the time and thank you for the new St. Jude charm that helped protect me.

To all you Furiends out there, THANK YOU all for the good JuJu Juice you sent me. It totally worked! Whenever you need some, I'll be sure to send twice the amount!

And a special thanks to the big DOG upstairs for watching over me too, and who's gonna help me get back to 100% in no time!

Lots of licks,
Swisher

(Thank you Aunt V for helping me write this post. Bol.)


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