My sweet little pup is just over 3 months. A few days ago, she was spooked by a loud car w/o a muffler during our walk. She was terrified and bolted while still on-leash, yelping and scrambling all over the place. I've never seen her so scared, and it was painful to watch.
Once she was calm, I noticed that she wasn't putting pressure on her front leg. Hoped that it was a sprain, but figured better safe than sorry.
Took her into the ER an hour later and got the news we were dreading. She fractured 3 bones in her leg. They put on a splint but rec'd seeing an orthopedic specialist ASAP to decide if surgery was needed.
We took her in the following day and luckily, no surgery needed. However, she's going to be in a splint and cone for the next 4-6 weeks.
Pre-fracture, puppy blues were already hitting pretty hard. She had JUST started becoming potty-trained and making big strides otherwise, but things were still rough emotionally and behaviorally. A lot of crying and feeling overwhelmed.
Fast forward to now. Wow. This is a whole new world of frustration, sadness, and helplessness. My heart is breaking for her. Iām so worried this is going to mess things up for her at such a key developmental stage. She can't play or be active at all. It feels like she's regressing in many ways, especially potty training. And who could blame her?
I feel like I don't know the right answer for anything anymore. Every hour is a rollercoaster, and I can't imagine a few more days of this, let alone weeks.
Selfishly, I feel completely drained and done with it all. Everything in me knows that this was impossible to prevent and that it's not her fault, but I can't help my ugliest feelings coming out sometimes. It's hard not to feel guilt for it all.
With all that said: If you have any advice or even emotional support, I'll take every bit of it.
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