VCA Northside Animal Hospital, San Bernardino, CA
The mystical happens—everywhere and to every living creature.
DannyBoy, the best red dog since Clifford, turned twelve last August. Once a righteous jumper, the muscles in his back legs have slowly atrophied to about half their size. He gets around, but on cold, rainy mornings, of which we’ve had plenty lately, moving is hard. He is stiff. He turns down food. He can’t get comfortable.
Last Tuesday, I took him to the VCA Northside Animal Hospital, to see what the doctors there could do for him. I grew up in this area and my family has been taking their animals to Northside since 1983. Many of our animals have been healed there or been sent to rainbow heaven in their loving, capable hands.
We saw Dr. Lee, a resident, newbie, and not my favorite. He recommended a bevy of pain meds, a new diet, supplements, and on and on. When he left the exam room, Curt, one of the techs whom I adore, sat down with me, told me which medicines I actually needed and which ones I didn’t, and also recommended acupuncture. He told me he had it done on his oldest Malamute for arthritis and hip problems, and it worked very well.
I am of the opinion that the less artificial chemicals either I or my pets ingest, the better. The idea of acupuncture gave me hope.