After a week of pain killers and prednisone, trying to treat the problem medically first, and then, reluctantly accepting that another surgery was his only hope, he is now back home with us, convalescing. He looks like he's been hit by a truck, with his eyes bloodshot and partially covered, a shaved back where a mylogram was performed and a sutured chest where he was cut open and repaired. At least he's pain-free and on his way to recovery.
The surgeon was not sure what to expect going in, but assured us that, after seeing the calcium build up and the herniation, Dylan's problem was not caused by any single event, but was a build up over time and could not have been alleviated in any other way than by this surgery. At least we have peace of mind that this was the only way to buy Dylan the relief of his pain, but it has been heartbreaking to see him suffer and not understand all that has happened to him. As with all animals, I guess, he has been brave and accepting.
We're so glad to have him home, relaxed and pain-free.
