My darling Winston (my teddy bear)
by Christine fulmer
(Syracuse New York usa)
It all started the end of November, Winston threw up. I did not think too much of it, but next day he started to shake and pant, I immediately took him to the emergency vets (it was a Sunday).
After many tests and an ulta sound his was diagnosed with a tumor on his adrenal gland and the only possibility of survival was surgery. The surgery at this facility would not perform the surgery, he said he would not make. I was now Tuesday and the internist spoke to me and said that they radiologist that performed the ultra sound recommended a surgeon he worked for, I was able to get an appointment former Thursday, so I took Winston home. Did I mention that he was diabetic,
On Wednesday I tied to test his blood but I had trouble so I took him into my own vets, she immediately did electro cardigan blood pressure and sugar levels, all were bad,, so I had to leave him there to be stabilized. This facility did not have overnight care, my vet said he would not make it to the surgery appointment unless he was monitored overnight, do I had to take him back to the overnight facility where he was given glucose and insulin as needed. The next morning my husband and I picked him up for his surgery appt., it was an hour and half drive. The drive was agony not knowing if they were going to perform surgery or not. The surgeon approved him and performed surgery that day. He came through the surgery and the surgeon said he got
All the tumor. He was there for seven days with them trying to get him to eat and get his sugar levels stable. We visited several times and eventually bought him home. During the times he was at the vets I was instructed to call at specific times, each time was agony, I would nearly vomite just dialing the number. He came, not eating, given Meds all day, appetite stimulate, pain Meds, etc etc. I had to take him into my vets practically daily, to blood sugars measured etc. some days they would keep all day for fluids etc. eventually he had a feeding tube inserted.i had to give him liquid through the tube, he eventually threw the tube up. I took him back to the overnight facility again and they kept him. Giving him fluids monitoring blood sugar etc , Christmas Eve I was told he was eating and could come home. My husband picked him up on xmas day, the family was home for Christmas dinner we all do excited to see him, when it came to carve the turkey we gave Winston some little pieces because I was told get him to eat anything.
Later that day he threw it up. Could not get him to eat, vets all day Monday for testing and fluids etc. Tuesday-fluids under skin took him home (could not get a catheter in because his veins were so bruised. The vet called and said that his blood tests were not good and he was probably going into kidney failure. Wednesday we put him to sleep. He looked so terrible, his legs shaved in various places, the surgery scar - he had lost seven pounds. I can't function, I question should I haven given Him the turkey - he had thrown up one turkey once before, at the time I was just happy to see him eat. I do not have the support of my family - my husband yells st me and tells I torchered him and my daughter tells to get another pet and yells at me. I all I do is cry all day and at night I drive for hours. H e l p. I feel so guilty and miss him so much, he never did anything wrong.