Muscle Spasms

Today Rox wasn't acting like her old self.... she was walking tentatively, going slowly up the one 4 inch step into the kitchen, seemed to be sleeping more than usual. And she was giving me the saddest eyes........

So, off we go to see Dr. R, one of our favorite vets. The good news is that when Dr. R did the neck manipulation, there was no painful screams like the first visit, or no growley moan like the second visit. This means Rox is on the mend in terms of the possible cervical disc problem.

There was, however, some muscle resistance at the extreme range of motion and an inability to reach max range on a downward movement. So....... it seems like muscle spasms, or muscle tenderness rather than disc problem. That's the good news, because a course of valium will help with that.

Once again, Baby Girl is on drugs... No, I shouldn't really joke about that. The med really helps relax the muscles and will help her feel better. Once she is feeling better, we will need to make sure she doesn't over do herself... up until now the pain/discomfort has been helpful in limiting her activity.

It's a hard thing to watch a dog in pain or discomfort. Rox is way better than she was last month, but somehow I just knew she was hiding her pain. A mother knows....

So once again our good vets have helped her feel better. Good vets are a treasure, for sure.

Another thing I decided on this trip to the vet - Rox is getting a car crate tomorrow! She is the world's worst passenger!! The worst! Singing, barking, whining, insisting on trying to get into the driver's lap.... falling into the space between the front seats... I finally pulled over and yelled at her. That shut her up. She didn't speak to me or look at me for two hours - not until dinner time, then she forgot she was mad at me.

By the time we got home in rush hour traffic, I was a sweaty wreck, worrying about her neck, about hurting her feelings.... yikes. If I have to take her in the car again all by myself, she will be in the safety of a crate in the back seat.

You all will know her next car trip - that's when you will hear her howling in California.

Sometimes being a mom means doing the right thing, even if it's not the thing your kids want.