It was a tough decision. Today toby, faded away quickly after he was discharge from Mount Peasant. On the way home, he started crying out. Worried, and after much research the day before, we decided to bring to Animal Recovery Vet Centre in Balestier. I must say they are very professional. They quickly did a blood test etc on Toby. But the episode of Toby whining become more and more. The thing they did in 20 mins, was probably more than everything that Mount Peasant did for us. Trust me, never bring ur pet there for critical emergency. All they can do is treat the symptons and do nothing, and sent you back to your vet. Go straight to balestier. I regret. Last night before I left toby, he still can sit, he was still awake.
The next day, we went there, after “much care”, Toby was very sedated, we carry him like a baby back to the car. I arranged for an appointment at Balestier to have quick follow up for him. The nurse at the mount peasant still can tell me to sent him to the vet in today or tomorrow. Before, we even hit the highway, Toby started whining loudly again and this time the episode is getting intense. We quickly admitted him to Balestier. Seeing what they done for toby in such a short hour, i was very impressed and feel he is in safe hands. So i left to accompany my mother for medical review.
Shortly when i was collecting medication for my mum, the doctor called, said that Toby had a cardiac arrest. I went back to see him, my mum was near breaking point, and looking at how much toby was whining til he has no strength, and the blood he cough up due to the water and blood storing up in his lung. I decided in my heart, i probably had to be brave to let him go. Sad to say from the night before he was still up on his fit til today, he hardly could moved. I regreted very much sending him to Mount Peasant, for $1,100, he probably just got emergency treatment that’s all. I spend $800 at balestier, they evaluated him quickly but sad to say it was all too late. I quickly sent my mum back home, knowing she will not be able to take my decision to let him go.
After discussing with my family , and much persuasion, i told my mother the truth, toby will never come home again. My sister, Emily & I went back to the clinic, to be with Toby for his last day. We stroke him, took photos with him. Despite all his weakness, he muster his strength to bring his head and feet up to have a last look at us. But he contiune to whine now every other second. So we make the painful decision, I signed the form. They gave us a room, to spend our last moments with him, we stroke him, we make sure he knows we are with him. Finally the doctor came, we stayed through with him, and he quietly went. Seeing him whine like how he did, break my heart knowing he’s in great pain more than seeing him going away in peace. So the choice was made a little easy once we know that’s was no hope to hope for.
We spend another 10 minutes, with toby, i huddle him one last time, play with ears like I always do, and kiss him goodbye. The pain of losing him hits me the moment i step up of the clinic. No more toby to scratch me in the early morning, scraching my blanket to find a comfortable slot… no more tailgating by him, no more of him sleeping near my side. But i for sure know he’s in a better place, and hopefully one day we will meet in heaven! Luv you toby!
And placed them in Toby one-day bed.
