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Nancy lives as the caretaker for and at the mercy of four, soon to be five, retired racing greyhounds in Sometimes Sunny South Carolina.

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Friday, May 06, 2005
 
There is quite possibly a name for what is going on with my Lizard. Lumbosacral Stenosis. Of course, that's my extremely educated diagnosis, but the vet did mention it as a possibility on Monday when we were there. That and a UTI.

Liz is on antibiotics now which may or may not be contributing to her lack of enthusiasm for her food. Her accidents inside have gotten a bit less frequent, but I'm watching her like a hawk. If it is the LS plaguing my girl, at least we will have a name for it other than just "she's getting old."

However, the downside is the lack of a cure or treatment for LS. The option is to manage symptoms. As I said on the Greyhound Crossroads board today, Liz deserves better than management of pain/symptoms. She's lived through pain and "management." My Lizzard deserves freedom from pain.

I just hope I'm strong enough to give it to her when the time comes. Meanwhile I will continue to love the look on her face when she is startled awake...one ear sticking straight up, her skin on her face all drawn up from being slept on, and her eyes wide. Or the way she sits in the chair with one front paw folded over the other one, looking at me as though it is beneath her to be in the same room with me.

And it is, really...I'm just the Mommy...my Lizzard is an angel.

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