Fawkes is now back-sore again. We have been off of the meds for over two weeks and he was going so well in his Ecogold. Sigh. That is what I get for talking about it, I suppose.
The last couple days he has been coming out of his run with what R calls "his old man shuffle." He works out of it but I don't want to keep pushing it until we have a better idea what is happening. The vet first rechecked all of his legs and confirmed that there is no issue there. Whereas he definitely has back pain. So she prescribed Previcox and an equine chiropractor. After that we will probably be looking at x-rays, hauling to the clinic and other things that make me check book weep sad, sad tears. I am not freaking out yet since the vet told me not too, but I am starting to get concerned something more serious is going on in there. However, since we haven't gone the chiro route yet, I will let that happen before initiating the Overthinking Machine that is my brain.
|Little plank jump don't scare us. I look like a giant on him in this photo, makes me laugh.|
So, Fawkes gets another vacation and we get to play Mystery Diagnosis horse version again. Heal up buddy, things have been going well and we have lots of do yet.