Good Monday Morning!

So the vet checked me over again. I think he just likes to look at me and that is why he keeps coming out.
The vet was going to draw more blood. He ended up not doing that. He checked me over and said he was beginning to think I didn't have West Nile (yes the tests were negative, but he didn't believe them) or any other virus, but the DOR wasn't going to like what he thought it was. The DOR told him, " I rejected your bad news and substitute good news of my own." He told her he thought I had wobbles-this vet spent a long time studying wobbles so he would know the symptoms. The DOR had quite a discussion with him about the fact I have never shown signs of being a wobbler my entire life and that we would have seen something by now. He pointed out that she didn't own own me my whole life and she let him know that she knows my entire history and trainer. He looked me over again and she pointed out that I do not want my head or neck messed with and that I usually wants lots of attention in that area. My vet is always willing to listen and he thought about what the DOR said. He spent more time looking at me and moving me around. He has come to the conclusion that I fractured my neck. He said that a catastrophic injury would explain the sudden onset and severity of the symptoms. He said I could have gotten the fracture goofing around, whipping my head around just right, or slipping in mud and falling along with numerous other ways. Nobody seems to be asking me how it happened, but then again I would never fess up to getting hurt doing something silly.
So the DOR is going to spend the next couple of weeks video taping and doing rapid shots of how I move to track my progress. The DOR doing really modified carrot stretches to encourage neck motion to the side, it is almost non-existent right now. She is also having me do other physical therapy tasks. The equine therapist will be out to look at me, I am sure she will have a laundry list of things to add by then...there better be a daily massage in there! We are going to re-evaluate things in a couple of weeks. Needless to say I will be needing lots of body work to support me in my recovery...lots of massages in store for me. I believe that I will make a full recovery.
In the mean time I am teaching Shandi Doll how to mooch treats fro the DOR. Shandi is a bit short, but she has figured out that sticking her nose in and nickering will get her a sour apple biscuit. Now I have to teach her how to meet the DOR when she checks on us in the morning after feeding the mushfaces. Greeting here with a nicker is good for two sour apple biscuits....oh yeah!
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR!