While we were waiting for word on how Carlin’s double TPLO went, the folks at the Sun Valley Animal Clinic sent us some x-rays to look at.
The first x-ray shows Carlin’s left knee joint, pre-surgery. To a non-professional like me, this is puzzling. It doesn’t appear to me anything is seriously wrong enough to warrant surgery. But I’m thinking that’s because x-rays don’t really show soft tissues, such as the CCL, the ligament that the vet tells me has ruptured. But I can see that the top of the tibia is slanted from upper left to lower right. And without the CCL to hold the femur (upper bone) in place, that femur is just going to slide forward on the top of the tibia. (The x-rays of the right knee look much the same.)
The second x-ray shows the left knee from the same angle as the first x-ray. You can see that the top of the tibia has been cut through in a curve. The cut section of bone is rotated so it’s tilted to the right and up. This provides a flatter surface for the femur to rest on, so it won’t (hopefully) go sliding back and forth. The new titanium plate will hold that chunk of bone in place until the two parts of the bone heal, fill in, and fuse together.
The third x-ray shows the knee joint from the front, I think. It shows the screws that are holding the titanium plate onto the bone.
This is so creepy. And it looks painful, which is why my poor boy will be drugged with pain meds, anti-inflammatory meds, and anti-anxiety meds. He’s going to feel bad and not understand what’s been done to him. The meds should control the pain and ease his anxiety so that the stress response doesn’t slow his healing.
But the x-rays also look amazing. I am so grateful when I think of what veterinary medicine can do, and what might have happened to Carlin if these treatments didn’t exist.
I am so grateful. And also scared.
I know the recovery will be long and arduous for all of us in our house. Keeping Carlin safe and happy. Making sure he doesn’t lick his stitches. Preparing his crate so the weeks (probably) of his staying in it can be at least somewhat comfortable. Making sure he doesn’t use his legs too much, too soon. Figuring out how to help him pee and poop when two of his 4 legs don’t work. Keeping up on the meds. Plus, doing whatever else the vet instructs us to do. As well as keeping our other dog, Grits, entertained and out of Carlin’s way and away from enticing him to play before his legs can handle it.
Soon we’ll meet with the surgeon again, and learn what she found and what she advises us to do next. If all has gone well, we’ll load our boy in his car crate, and drive the 3 hours down the mountains and back to our valley home.
And when we get there, we’ll get him out of the car somehow, and the next phase will start.