Update for Rory and Merry Christmas

Howdy mates.  It's me Rory.  I asked mum if I could say thanks to everybuddy who sent get well wishes to me.  I'm home now.  I can't walk but I'm trying my best.  Mum and dad and my hu-siblings have been helping me get around.  They're using a bath towel like a sling under my hips to help lift and carry my big bottom out to the toilet.  I'm sorry to say I've had a couple of poo explosions inside the house.  My tummy was upset from my anesthetic after the MRI.  Mum just said to me "No worries Rory".  That carpet always was a crxp colour and now we can get it replaced".  I think she was trying to make a joke.  She's going feeble from the physical activity hehe.  

 Me on my pillows on the carpet.  

BtPE (Before the Poo Explosion)

 

 Me on my pillows on the lino

AtPE (After the Poo Explosion)!

 

Today it has been five days since I went down like a sack of spuds.  I did not know what the heck was happening with my back end.  My front legs wanted to work but the back ones must have gone on holiday.  Anyhoo, I had to stay at the Vets, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and came home Friday arvo.

Yaahoo, was I glad to be home.  Stella said I smelt rotten and was a bit scared to come near me.  She was wimping in the kitchen and wouldn't come on the carpet to see me.  What a sooky la la.  And she says I'm the wimp.  Anyhoo when mum fed me she was all like, Oh yeah Rory, I remember you now.  Can I have your tea mate?  

Here I am enjoying some fresh air on my lounge chair.  I've got my new Crows Football team sock on my dodgy foot.  I have some sores on it from dragging it and mum puts my sock on when I try to walk.  She has been putting cream on the sores too.

 I was also given a new toy.  A little doggie who has a body like Mr Frankie and Ernie.  He's got very strange eyes though.  Probably worried I will squash him in my sleep hehehe. 

Anyhoo mates, I'm getting tired.  

No worries, and slobber, Rory

and Stella

 Hi from Carol.  Rory has been coming along pretty well.  Man oh man, it's been physically demanding.  I'm getting rid of my "bingo wings" with all the lifting haha.  Rory is trying to help us.  His right leg can bear some weight and he is trying to use it when walking.  His left is the problem but today I felt a sliver of hope when he managed to swing it forward, albeit dragging the foot, for a couple of steps.  Each day I hope for some slight improvement.  He has been a trooper.  Stella was very wary of him when he came home.  I presume because he smelt like the hospital.  Didn't take her long to want to steal his food though.  My only hope is that he learns to walk enough to get to the toilet and back.  That's all.  I worry when I am on my own with him.  So far though that has only been for one morning and we managed.

Thanks again everyone.  Your love and concern for our boy has overwhelmed me.  No wonder we love Blogville.  It's the most loving town in the world!

Take care.  Oh and thank you for all the Christmas cards.  We have received so many.  If I don't get round to visiting you all, we wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and our family wishes you all a healthy and happy New Year.  Love Carol

P.S.  I will try and post brief updates if possible. 
P.S.S.  Rory's condition is called Fibro Cartilaginous Embolism