I got my baby Jilly's spay done finally when she was about 5 or 6 years. She was so tiny that I feared deep anesthesia for internal surgery but got more fearful of her getting cancer, etc., and finally she had the surgery. She stayed the night post-op as she was very sleepy but the vet tech kept me updated as to her progress through the night and when I picked her up the next day, she was a bit whiney and still disoriented. Back home, I held her for hours and gave her the pain Rx as directed but that next morning, the 2nd po day, Jilly woke up, no more whining, ate her breakfast, went outside and came in and tried to bait me to play ball with her. She acted perfectly normal on that 2nd po day and I had to watch her like a hawk to keep her from routine jumping, wild play, etc., for the next few days as she had lots of stored energy and was rearing to go. She only weighed 3 lbs. and I was so scared to subject her to abdominal surgery and anesthesia, but once it was over, I was so very glad she'd had the surgery and she did not have to wear those pads(which she hated) twice a year but more importantly, she had some greater protection against cancer. And even though the chance of her ever accidentally getting impregnated was just about impossible unless she somehow got lost during a furtile time and came into contact with an intact male that way, I was glad that that remote chance was gone as I would never breed her or any female I had. I leave breeding to the professionals. But I was very glad she was spayed and then was sorry I had waited so long to have it done. She lived to the age 12 1/2 and never had any ill effects at all from her spaying that I could see and she never got cancer. I'm a hardcore believer in spay/neutering but it is scary when it is your baby about to have that surgery! |