Yesterday I went to the University to meet with Doctors from the Neurology Department. I cried in the car, all of the way there. I knew something different was happening since the other dogs were not coming with us. I was pretty scared and just wanted to go home!
Once we got checked in, I met three doctors from the Neurology Department and a doctor from the Orthopedic Department. Everyone asked me to walk up and down the hallway so they could see how I move my back legs. I did a lot of walking and running yesterday! After over an hour of people pushing and pulling, stretching and manipulating my hind legs, everyone finally let me rest. I was so tired, I fell asleep standing up next to my foster mom!
When I first came into rescue, the vet I originally saw suspected that I had “Wobbler’s”. They were not sure but felt that I should be seen by a specialist at the University for confirmation. The Neurologist I saw yesterday said that she didn’t think it was Wobbler’s for many different reasons. She told me that she doesn’t often see dogs my age with it, my front legs work great, my legs were strong overall and my gait was different than those dogs who typically are affected with Wobbler’s. The doctor called me a “mystery”! She recommended having an MRI done of my spine and hind quarters to try and see what was happening inside. She told my foster mom that the MRI procedure would start at $1800 and possibly cost up to $2600 depending on how many scans were needed. She said that the MRI is really the only option in trying to learn what is wrong at this point.
I am not sure what the next step will be. My foster mom has not scheduled anything yet. The MRI is very expensive and that doesn’t even take into account the costs associated with actual treatment. Many wonderful people are trying to raise funds for me…how can a little guy like me begin to thank you?
Everyone wishes that I could tell them if I have had this problem since I was born or if I experienced some type of trauma before I came into rescue. Is the problem just with my legs, my spine, or both? My foster mom doesn’t know what happened to me in the past, but she does know that I wasn’t taken care of properly on a number of different levels. I am glad that is in my past. I know I am loved now. I will let you all know what my next step is…Thank you for caring…
Love,

Benny