White Dog nuzzled Bella. "This afternoon is MY turn to visit Dr. Julia. Wish me luck." And with that she and Steve hopped into Pumpkin and backed down the driveway.
At the clinic EVERYONE came out to see and greet our Little White Dog. She was covered in kisses and "thank goodnesses" and "I was so worrieds". In the exam room, Dr. Julia was all smiles and compliments. "White Dog, you are recovering so quickly and well."
She went on with her exam. "You still have a bit of a head lean but that will work itself out; the stress of being here probably makes it worse. WD you are still dehydrated. Let's keep doing subq fluids every other day, same amount. Also, eat lots of calories; I know you don't like the Ensure but for now please keep drinking it. It will give you more energy and improve your muscle tone."
Out came the pesky light that Bella so hates. "I need to check your eye. It looks like it is healing. Whatever you are doing you seem to be making everything better. Keep on the drops and let's check again in two weeks."
Steve showed Dr. Julia the video of White Dog walking around the yard. "Let's put her back here where we have a carpet runner so I can see her walk in person." White Dog wobbled a bit but stayed upright and walked the length of the rug. "I knew the PRP Therapy would help and it is but I think we should hold up on the last treatment until we are sure she is fully recovered from the stroke and her eye is healed. It won't reduce the effectiveness of the treatment but her little body is dealing with a lot right now."
She cupped WD's face in her hands. "You are one VERY lucky girl. Your parents have worked wonders in helping you through your health crisis. They did the right things right away and as a result you are going to be just fine."
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