He gave her some pain medication and recommended to have x-rays done in case the symptoms persisted. The meds seemed to do some good; she had good days and bad days, but at least there were some signs of improvement.
That lasted until we ran out of pain pills and the symptoms came back with a vengeance and urged us to return to the vet, who took several x-rays of her front paw and shoulder. The results were not good. Her bone-structure and muscle function were all excellent, but a huge mass was growing in her chest, right above her lung.
The suspicions are that the cancer she suffered from last summer has returned, only in a different area. Since this surgery would be out of the field of expertise of our vet, we would have to take her to an oncologist. At least the vet was so honest to mention that if it was his dog, he wouldn't pursue it. In other words; there is little to no hope for any recovery.
Momentarily, she is under pain management and we have the assurance of being provided with all the medication we need, until it gets to a point where it is too bad on her and it would be better to let her go. We don't know when that will be or how long she still has. God does. It is even in His power to turn it all around!
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.