Going to be long but I need to make a progress update. This was rough. We got her checked in at the hospital at 1:00 on Friday but they had 3 other surgeries both waiting and in progress so she didn't even get into the OR til close to 3:00pm. We had to check her into the holding area because she is dog-aggressive and we couldn't hang on the her in the waiting area very long. When her time came one of the assistants came out to where we were and asked if we could come and help because Pandi was growling at her every time she tried to open her pen. Pam and I went back to the holding area and got inside her pen and wrestled her muzzle and leash on her and then we took her to the OR and the whole time she was bucking up and down trying to get her muzzle off then I started having a bad asthma attack because of the adrenaline rush and thought I was going to have a stroke! I finally got out of there and to my inhaler and meds and got thru it but just couldn't go back in. They finally got underway and it took the better part of an hour and then the Dr came out with the tumor. He said he had to take her whole paw pad off - she's got pretty big feet and it was a pretty big tumor too. He handed it to me and it was very thick and felt hard. He said she had been in pain long enough and when she gets thru with recovering, she would be a lot better. He said the surgery was a pretty big deal because of the tendons, ligaments and lots of blood vessels. They used lasers to cauterize the blood vessels and help deaden some of the nerve endings. But, when they brought her out of the anesthesia the Dr gave her a pretty big shot of morphine and a couple of nurses had to help him to get her off the table and on to the floor, then they called for me and Pam. I guess the morphine was causing her to hallucinate and she was very vocal about it and when I stepped thry the door-way Pam said, "Mark, don't come in here!" That caused me to go into another asthma episode and I had to leave again - Pam stayed with her and I went to the parking lot again and tried to recover in the car. After about 20 minutes I was able to muster my shit back up and went back in to give Pam a break and when I got on the OR floor I held her and told her Daddy was there. She tried to wag her tail and give me a kiss and I knew she knew I was with her but she kept trying to get up because she wanted out of there. This went on for about another half hour then we started getting her meds and other gear to leave. We arrived back home close to 6 pm and our other girl Remi (14yrs) was waiting as the "welcome home wagon" with lots of smelling, kisses, tail wagging and then gave her a bath. Pandi knew she was back home. Poor baby was in a lot of pain most of the evening so around 8 Pam gave her a dose of her pain med and in about an hour she seemed to calm down. Pam and Remi slept in one of the guest bedrooms and Pandi-poo and me slept together in the big bed (like we always do). I got up around 2 am and was able to get her up and coaxed her out to the backyard to pee since I knew she hadn't peed since way before we went to the hospital and after that we both slept pretty good. I know she is going to feel like hammered crap for quite awhile but we can help with that and as for me, I don't feel like she is slipping away from me anymore.