I am a person who is extremely wary of the medical profession. In my opinion, they are way too ready to do tests, procedures, etc. that are often unnecessary or even harmful. As of this week, this sentiment now includes the veterinary realm. Barney had a small wound on top of his paw for a couple weeks. He was taking care of it, and it did not affect his ability to walk. He would lick it occasionally, but it was healing. For some reason, my husband panicked and took him to the vet. Given the time of year and past history, a grass awn was suspected. There was NO infection. The vet gave him a local numbing to look at his paw, and when she could find nothing, she put him under general anesthesia and cut his paw open searching and found nothing. This left him virtually comatose for over 24 hours. Our usually vibrant pup just laid around looking sad. It was about 30 hours before he would eat and drink. This cost us $364 and his paw looks worse than when he went in, and it also has a staple in it that must be removed at the vet office. I am not a happy camper. Barney is not either. Barney looks at us like we have betrayed him, and I feel like that is the case. And by the way, the staple fell out somewhere already.
Thank goodness, Barney is one tough boy.
Leta
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| Poor Barney, I'm sorry! |
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