So our poor labrador needs to lose weight, and be on meds a good long time, and not over-exert herself...looks like both rear knees are in bad shape. Not too serious right now, but she runs the risk of blowing both of them out...and we do not have the $10k needed for surgery. She's only 7 years old...just entering middle age for a labrador retriever. We got her on long-term NSAIDs for the inflammation. And in general, just gott take it easy with her. No more outrageous fetch and throw, and limited pool time. And no rambunctious puppies to play with and hurt her. Which is how it all started. She's doing better already, after just one day of treatment, but it also could just be the tramadol working. We're gonna spoil her rotten. <:) However much time we have with her is an outright blessing. Gotta remember that. And stop crying so much. UGH. Last time I had a panic/anxiety attack this bad, it was the bedbug incident a few years back. WHEEE.