This might look sad to everyone else, I don’t know, but after her being unable to move on her own at all it’s the best thing I could imagine, and she made loads more progress in the time we were there. She just needs to strengthen those muscles and relearn how her legs are wired!
Please don’t tell anyone I did a sick out of my kennel when the vets were trying to put another dog away. Tell everyone how good I was.
Sunday visit. Giving kisses, trying to jump up, eating normally, and starting to understand how her back legs are working again. This visit was the best moment of the last week, seeing her start to be herself again. The nurses who have been doing physio with her are so kind and hard working.
Sitting oddly because all her weight is on her front legs.
I shouldn’t have insisted she eat; she threw up on my ankles as revenge.
On Thursday we took Harley to our regular vet again, worse still than the night before. They made some calls, and arranged for a cat scan at yet another vet’s.
Thursday afternoon Harley had her scans, and was immediately rushed into surgery. The surgery was to correct a compressed disc in her spine, and also, as they found once she was in surgery, a blood clot.
The surgery was successful because the vet was a wonderful wonderful man.
This picture is from Saturday, as I didn’t get a chance to visit on Friday because of work. On Saturday, she could stand for a few seconds if you helped her up and stayed ready to catch her. She was on a lot of medication, including methadone, so she still has her drip bandage here (best way to take methadone is to shoot up right?) She was very sad but she wagged her tail when we arrived.
On Wednesday Harley had day admittance to our regular vet, where she was put on a drip for fluids. Her walking got worse and she could hardly stand on her back legs at all, and was clearly in terrible pain. She came home with us that night in the desperate hope she would get better.