Okay, good news:
In between classes, I called my parents. They called in a favor from their neighbor who is a retired vet. She went in my apartment while I was out to look at fitzy. She said that his leg is not swollen, there's no tearing, and seems to be in the right position (though he has it raised in the air). She thinks it was just a sprain that should start feeling better in a few days. In the mean time, I could give him the pain meds I have leftover from his surgery.
Thank God, because after spending $2,000 on his surgery, another vet visit with an x-ray would've meant a credit card over the limit. I've spent a lot on him in vet bills, maxing out a credit card, having to get a personal loan, and eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and ramen for a month.
But go ahead and call me irresponsible with my dog.
Last edited by Stephen; 09-04-2007 at 01:29 PM.
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