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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jack7" data-source="post: 5695641" data-attributes="member: 54707">A few weeks back my Great Dane-Saint Bernard  hybrid, whom I had bred in an experiment (insert laugh here, but true  nonetheless - I just didn't use any of my own DNA), became very sick. The vet  didn't seem to know what it was, his appetite disappeared, he seemed to have  anorexia, and he was suffering from severe lethargy and had a lot of trouble  sitting and standing. His left leg seemed in great pain. He lost his sense of  smell temporarily. He also seemed to lose his will to live.   He seemed to have a mix of symptoms from different  diseases. I spent three days researching and finally got a sample of his feces.  (When he was sick his feces were bright orange - probably from excess bile  production, thin, very small in volume, and he kept hiding them from me, going  out into the woods to defecate rather than nearby so I could examine them. He  also wouldn't drink water and at first I considered rabies from a possible  coyote bite.)   Finally though I followed him at a distance with  my binoculars into our west woods. I watched him defecate, took a sample bag and  went down into the woods to recover the sample.   When I got back to the house I prepared a slide  and examined the sample and from everything I could see on the slide and the  culture I grew realized he likely had a virulent strain of the coronavirus  (canine form). Once I understood the likely disease, and the pathogen, I  developed my own recovery program.   He wouldn't eat any food at all, or take medicines  after the first three days, but I noticed he would drink milk.   So I used the metaergogenics I had invented for  myself and my children, high doses of probiotics, liquefied yogurt, ground amino  acids, an electrolyte solution and raw eggs and made a shake. Which I could get  him to take twice a day. In a week's time he was eating food I had put through  the blender and in two weeks time he was completely healed.   He's back up to speed now. He plays ball, jumps,  moves with no pain or hesitation, wrestles with me again, goes hiking, and has  returned to his regular ravenous appetite. Though he's still recovering the  weight he lost. He's probably back up to 140 or so of a regular 160  pounds.   It scared me there for awhile, but with some  research, determination, comparative analysis, and my microscope I figured it  out and developed a treatment regime that got him fully recovered. For a week or  so though I thought he might die.    He's standing beside me now as I write this.  Wondering what I'm doing.   I'm not sure if that's considered Geeky or not,  maybe more nerdy than anything else. But it was very gratifying to me.</blockquote>

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