Hope your "pup" recovers quickly. I hope he doesn't get a complex.
My old lab that we just put down was scared to death of the vet. Thankfully, in his fourteen years he never needed to go to the vet except for his regular checkups & shots. That dog could ride all over the county in the back seat of the pickup, with his head out the window, enjoying himself; but all I had to do was turn down the township road that the vet has his office, and that dog would hide on the floor, trying to disappear.
This big goofball though, is an attention hog. Going to the vet just means that more people will be petting her & playing with her. She'll gladly put up with a couple shots if it means a little more attention.
This is Mya. We "rescued" her from our son a couple years ago. We were just supposed to be dog sitting for a couple weeks while they visited relatives in CO, but when we went to their home in OH to pick her up, she weighed 120 pounds, and could barely walk a quarter mile. They have 10 acres of wooded ground, but the dog's outdoor time was confined to a small fenced-in back yard. They're working all the time & their two college age girls were too busy on their phones to pay any attention to the poor dog. After we had her a couple days, our son called to see how she was doing & my wife unloaded on him, and told him they weren't getting Mya back unless they started exercising her & paying attention to her. They agreed that Mya was better off with us. Which was good, because I had already gotten PA dog license for her.
Now she's a happy 85 pounds, goes for two walks a day, and runs around the back yard like a maniac. Everybody she sees is her new best friend.