July 26th 2008 10:19 am
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On July 24, 2008 after four days in critical care at the ER, Beamer was put to sleep. The vets there said his vital signs were getting worse and his kidneys were shutting down. We had no other choice. I put his death on the hands of our regular vet. Two weeks ago when he first started to have problems we took him into the vet to see what was wrong. He missed his heart problem and just gave us antibiotics to see if that helped. Even on the day we took him back to him he still wasn't sure if he was having congestive heart failure.
An hour after leaving the vet he was not getting better and we took him to the ER. They knew right away he had congestive heart failure and a heart murmur. They told us the prognosis was good, that with medication he should pull out. But by that time it was too late. They just couldn't stabilize his blood pressure and other vitals. Once I got home, I took the meds the vet gave us the day he went to the ER back to his office. I wanted a refund, but mostly I wanted them to know how I felt.
When I walked in the vet was at the front desk alone. When I told him Beamer was dead he became defensive. He even blamed my step-daughter by saying she didn't tell him about Beamers cough. Yet she said she did tell him. I thought that because he stopped eating hard food that his teeth were bothering him again. He's had a lot of problems with his teeth over the past year. So the vet only checked his teeth. Even though he didn't find anything wrong with them, he didn't look harder for a problem. My step-daughter though told him she didn't think it was his teeth because of his coughing. He should have done more. He knew about Beamers heart murmur, he should have looked closer for a problem there. This could very well be the second Sheltie I lost due to vet incompetence.
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