I don't want to jinx it.... but so far, Sasha is getting stronger day by day, hour by hour. For the first 2 days, she slept as if dead. Engendering no small amount of panic in the mama.
Poor puglet is still very weak (she falls down a lot), but this morning she's better able to stand and walk on her own. Seems like such small things, but they feel like major victories! Someday I hope to not have to hold up her bum while she's squatting out a loaf....
She's still not eating well -- 'mealtime' is basically our trying to offer her any kind of food under the sun all day long -- but she's drinking well. So although right now we're giving her fluids under the skin daily (with a needle! poor baby), I hope that won't be permanent.
Sasha also seems pretty dazed. Don't know if it was the constant bright lights and poking at the hospital that threw her off, but it seems to take her a while to figure out where she is or what she's doing.
|you would think that the return of the big flashing thing would clue her in that she's home|