Here she is at the ER. She was such a happy little trooper.
Until of course they had to strap her down to stitch her. Makes sense why they had to, cause even being strapped down, she was still trying to move all around. The nurse looked at me at one point and said, wow, she's really strong! No kidding lady. She was passed out when the plastic surgeon came in so I was hoping she'd stay asleep for the whole thing, yea right! She was finally waking up when everything was all ready and I had to lay her down on the bed and they literally swaddled her, than strapped her into this thing. Kinda scary to watch and broke my heart but I knew it was for the best. The dr said I should probably leave, but I knew I couldn't, I wanted to make sure Mya saw me the whole time to let her know everything was ok. It took about 5 minutes and 3 stitches.
Tuesday night we took off the band aid and it looked great already!
And this was Wednesday night. Now it's just a scab and is healing so well! I'm glad we waited for the plastic surgeon at the ER. The nurse was there said, oh the dr's do a great job, but we wanted the plastic surgeon. With it being right on her face, we didn't want any scars.
There was some bruising but it wasn't as bad as we thought it'd be.
Mya's quite the tough girl. She's not even scared of dogs, which is good, I think she realizes that she can't go squeezing or pulling them anymore. We were at my parents the other night and she went up to Shadow (their cat), she usually tries to pull his tail or grab him but she didn't at all. She just went up to pet him.
Love ya boo...xoxo