He tries very hard to be good. He hasn't even tried to get his stitches (granted they are in an odd spot) unless he has to poop and then it hurts him so bad he tries to turn around and see his butt.
He hasn't been out of my sight since he got home, except for sleeping. He lays under the desk at my feet all day. I know now when he has to poop, and as agonizing as it is to watch him, once he gets it out he can sleep for hours.
I consider myself blessed here that he has no diarrhea, and no blood so far. He has control of his bowels. It would appear he will go back to a two potty a day schedule like before everything went to sh*t pardon the pun.
(I say that after being outside at midnight with a flashlight so he can go. He tried earlier and got nowhere. I will sleep for a week when his stitches are out LOL)