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The rules are to post the tenth picture in the first photo folder, which happened to be a photo of Albert from four years ago.
This is a photo of Albert taken Monday, March 11, 2007, the day after he had back surgery for a ruptured disc. Ok, so now let me back up to Saturday night.
On Saturday night Albert was outside with my daughter, husband, and me. Albert was not acting like his usual self, no running, no playing around. He wouldn’t come when I called him so I knew something was right with him but I just wasn’t sure what it was. He had no visible injuries and he could walk though he was slow, and didn’t look like he was in pain. That night I slept on the couch with him, he sleeps in the big bed with me usually but I felt uneasy about it that night. The next morning when I put Albert down on the floor I knew instantly it was his back….he was paralyzed. When he walked his legs would drag. I think my heart stopped for a second. I called the vet’s office and got the answering service and was told I would have to take Albert to the Emergency Clinic since it was Sunday. I wasn’t happy with having to drive my paralyzed boy 40 minutes away so I called my vet at home to see what do. Dr. Orr reassured me that Albert would be in the best hands in Greenville and taking him there would be the best thing for him. So off to Greenville we went with my three year old daughter and mom in tow.
When we got to the clinic Albert was immediately evaluated by a doctor. The doctor looked at me and informed me that he would have to send an orthopedic surgeon in. Before the surgeon came in though they sent Albert back to have a mylegram performed. Shortly later, Dr. Ritter came in, the orthopedic surgeon, and explained what we were facing and explained our options. I absolutely could not comprehend what he was saying to me so I called Dr. Orr for help. I explained to Dr. Orr what I had been told and he re-explained it to me and went back over the options with me and basically helped me with the decision that had to be made. It was decided that Albert would go through with surgery. It was a long, complicated and, tedious procedure. The very next day he started taking steps, it was a beautiful sight.Today, you never be able to tell that Albert had had back surgery. He is back in the big bed and running but his jumping is over.
It was an expensive surgery but what Albert had given me in the almost five years of having him was so much more than the cost of his procedure. I owed it to him to do the right thing. He is my best friend.
Ok furiends I'll be back on Friday,