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My sweet angel died at the vet hospital 2 weeks ago, on November 30, 2017. He died due to complications of pneumonia, he was 13 1/2 and had been doing so well before he got sick. We were saying how we'd probably get 2 more years out of him.
Peety was an English Setter, and got sweeter with each year that passed. He was always very dignified and a gentleman, never fought with other dogs, he was a mother hen who took care of us and the other pets we have. He got degenerative neuropathy, a nerve disease akin to MS in people, so had muscle atrophy in his hind legs but otherwise, was strong, going for walks off leash every day in the foothills where we live, eating like a horse, drinking plenty of water and the lab tests showed that all his organs were fine. But he got pneumonia and due to bad advice from our family vet, it was my husband's decision to try oral therapy at home over the weekend. He was drinking water but not eating, we were giving him the pills in cream cheese balls... So there was an almost 3 day delay in getting him into the vet hospital on Monday. Once in there he was still not eating, but getting better, having good moments and bad. We were going out twice a day to spend time with him. He was in there 3 1/2 days when the vet on duty tried to put a feeding tube down him, and it caused vomiting and he died as a result. I am so sad there are no words - I got the records and he spent his last hour or so vomiting and choking. The records also showed that he had eaten some baby food and drank water "readily" the night before, and even on the last vet's shift, he had drank water just a couple of hours before we got out there to visit. No one told us. I just assumed they would tell us something important like that, esp when discussing a feeding tube... We NEVER EVER would have approved the feeding tube if we had known. I truly feel he would have survived, he was a vital, active older dog, if :: A) if the family vet, who had only seen him once (we were in process of changing vets..) if he had just said, take him to the ER, he needs oxygen and fluids - he had been eating well up to the day before that, so he had good reserves at that point - but what he said was this was an "old dog" and we had already put a lot of money into him.. which what does he know, it was the first time he'd seen him. and B) the last vet, who put the feeding tube down, did NOT inform us of his improved appetite, even him drinking "readily" was great, let alone the fact he ate some baby food - we thought he had still no interest at all... that last vet didn't care at all about our dog, he was texting and taking phone calls and talking to assistants all while talking to us at our dog's pen - he didn't update us, he DID NOT CARE. I am so absolutely heartbroken. There are no words. I have had other dogs pass away that I loved, but this feels so much worse. Not just because of these facts, but because Peety was a truly special dog and I really really really loved my Peety, I can't believe he died. I feel the whole thing was bungled and out of my hands. And it cost him his life.
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I am so so sorry for your loss of Petty. I know the helplessness you must be feeling and to trust a vet, thinking he or she had Petty's best in mind. Shame on that vet. I know the pain you must be feeling and I wish I could say something that could magically make it all better. Sadly I don't have those magical words. I am sending you my love and support during this very hard time that you are going through. It's always harder when we lose a pet when we aren't there by their side when that take their last breath. I know Petty knew you were only doing your best to help him get better and he doesn't blame you. He never could they aren't like that. Know that Petty loved you very much as you loved him. Hold onto all those special memories you shared with Petty as I do with my "heart dog" Termy. It's all we have now. Cry and scream if you need to. Grieve all you want and come here for love and support as often as you need to, I will be here to listen. We all care.
Love and doggie hugs Termy's mom
Registered: 1513199746 Posts: 21
Thank you for your post, cosesmom. It helps so much just to be heard; my husband doesn't want to talk about it, he pushes grief away.
I am ok for hours at a time, then suddenly that freight train of grief runs me down. I have woken up in the middle of the night crying, so I know it's in my dreams too. I know time will help, I have been through this before, but I will always feel terrible about what happened at the end, and I hate the last vet he had at the vet hospital. He never should have done what he did, the feeding tube, considering Peety's other medical condition - a year ago, he had to have his trachea permanently stitched open so he could breathe, due to a nerve problem - which mean if he vomited, there was no way the trachea could close to keep the liquids out of his lungs. This man, this despicable vet knew that, he assured us a feeding tube would be no problem. If I only knew 3 weeks ago what I know now.. I bet my Peety would be alive. But he's not. and somehow I have to go on.
Registered: 1498611382 Posts: 580
I know how you feel. I do go along and do okay then that freight trains hits me to and I lose it. I guess we are being normal. We are grieving. We need to just take all the time we need. I know I've done the same thing, I cry in the night to and try not to let my husband hear, he thinks I should be over it but I'm not. I will never be over him, ever. It's the way we are, we love them to the ends of the earth. God will punish that man for being negligent. Post a letter to the editor about how he was, maybe other won't share our pain to soon. Love and doggie hugs Termy's mom
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Hello Sunspark, Saddened at the loss of your Sweet Peetie ! No matter how old they are when passing, there is never enough time with them and mine included... Perry, 16y old chihuahua, heart murmur, fluid on lung and cataracts both eyes. He was my World. Been (1) month for my loss and what an emotional roller coaster, does take it's toll. Where does time go... Seems like only yesterday/2002 when he ''eyed'' me and off we went enjoying Life and then enters the twilight years. Grief is the price we pay for unconditional love. Do treasure the 13 years filled with Happy Trails. I read once... Saddest is the moment when the one who gave us the best memories, Becomes a Memory. Again, I feel your despair. Sherry/xPerryx