She was spayed today (Wednesday, the 26th.)
When we got home, she wobbled out to the backyard for a potty break, wobbled back in, then proceeded to follow me from room to room--laying down if I stopped, then lumbering to her feet when I moved.
So, I lead her to her crate where she laid down with a sigh.
When I came back with my phone to take a photo, she looked up -- pitifully:
then went back to sleep:
I'm not sure she will be able to make it up the stairs tonight; if not, I'll sleep on the sofa downstairs with her.