But now I DO have news. Yesterday, we went to our physical therapy consultation at The Animal Medical Center. This is the largest animal hospital in the country and has been around for over 100 years. They have a top notch medical team, are open 24 hours a day/7 days a week and are the only institute in the city offering post-surgical dog rehabilitation. They are located in No Man's Land NYC- East 62nd and York and with a 30 lb Frenchie who can't squeeze her ass into a dog bag, completely inaccessible by subway. $65 for a round trip car service? Hooray!
After making a slight detour to the Oncology Department (which I now know is a fancy way of saying "cancer"), we waited to meet with Dr Alverez. (The red booties in the picture below are to protect her tootsies from dragging on the concrete when she walks. Bloody dog toes = not as much fun as you'd think).
While we were waiting to be called in, Roo kept her eye on the suspicious King Charles Spaniel deceptively wagging her tail back and forth from down the hall.
After a few minutes cooling our heels, we met the
Dr Prata: Let Rooster do whatever she wants. If she wants to run, let her run. If she wants to play, let her play. Physical Therapy isn't necessary in her recovery and the best medicine for "Our Friend" is walking her and letting her rebuild the strength on her own.
Dr Alvarez: Confine Roo's movements and activities until she heals further. Any movement in her spine that causes her to bend will only slow down the healing progression. Do not let her run, do not throw a ball, only play tug of war on carpeted areas to strengthen her hind legs. Push her butt from side to side while she is standing and tickle her feet several times a day to promote a knee jerk reaction.
Do I trust the practical man with a gruff demeanor and 43 years of experience who may be behind the times, in treatment advice? OR do I put my money (and I mean a lot of $$$$) on the new age lady who practices Integrative Medicine including therapies such as acupuncture, herbal medicine, homeopathy and physical rehabilitation. Meh. While I was assessing each doctors' credentials in my head, Dr Alverez and her helpers assessed Roo's condition.
My little warrior did NOT appreciate having her hind legs messed around with and tried to take a chunk out of the techs' hands. They quickly discovered that Roo is "food orientated" (duh) and produced a hunk of dried smelly fish as a distraction.
At least she's cute.
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