Following the x-rays, Charles was noticeably more sore and uncomfortable. He sat in a strange hunched position that he had never done prior. I figured he was sore from being manipulated and struggling through the x-rays. He self-imposed restrictions on his movement. He was guarded and unhappy. I have never thought about Charles being injured or requiring surgery. I went on google and read all sorts of terrible things about intervertebral disc disease. The dogs with the wheels scared me. My head started going down the road about maybe having to euthanize him. It was terrible.
I am not the kind of person to allow an animal to experience unnecessary suffering. I pictured the surgery being the kind of thing a person does in order to make themselves feel like they have done everything for the animal. From what I understood about the spine and the spinal cord, I didn't think this was an issue that could be resolved. With that in mind, I woke up early on Monday, told work I would not be in, and called VEC as soon as they opened. I was lucky to get a same day appointment with one of their neurologists.
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