I will start by saying that We had an amazing veterinarian from big creek vet hospital for several years. Dr. Courtney Noonan. She went above and beyond and continues to do so for anything we needed. Literally anything. She called us out of office hours, called specialists on our behalf, got opinions from her colleagues to make sure she wasn't missing clues that could heal our pets. She is more than we could ever ask for and deserves the utmost praise and recognition for her soaring veterinary and emotional class. We cannot thank you enough for that, Dr. Noonan. Every vet tech and receptionist we encountered gave us just as much as they could as well and deserve 5/5 stars.
But.
On Saturday January 5th, 2019 We woke to find that our sick Sydney was at her worst and at this point was letting us know it was time for her to go home, across the rainbow bridge.
1034 I called big creek to set up a euthanasia. It was sudden notice and they offered to do it at the clinic. I asked the girl on the phone what time and they said as soon as possible. I said of course since she was suffering.
1140 we got to big creek. They were preparing to close for the day and cleaning etc. The receptionist was confused that we were coming in. The vet tech grabbed our chart from her and rushed over to me, sad to hear of our news but awaiting our arrival. Sydney and my mom came in the side to avoid the wet floors and stress/anxiety. We went into the back room and I laid our fuzzy green blanket out and had syd lay on it.
Percival and the tech come into the room. We unfortunately know the drill. Injection for sedation, iv access, medication to put to sleep.. He wanted her up on the table. She was 70 lbs and in pain with a massive liver. we told him no, he would do this on the floor with us. He said well the tech is going to have to hold her. Fine. She held syd in case she would react and snap at us during the sedation injection. We sat down with her, my mom, grace, and I..
They gave the sedation time to set in while pacing back and forth, which we could clearly see, arms crossed staring into the room at through frosted glass waiting for her to relax.
When they came back into the room and we were on the floor, they again wanted her on the table. We again said no. Percival insisted that if he couldn't get iv access r/t dehydration etc that they would be forced to put her on the table. No. We refused and made him get the access from the floor like it wasn't his first time. I stepped away and my mother stayed on the floor next to syd.
As I sat across the room giving him the precious space he insisted on and trying to comfort my daughter, the good doctor promptly delivered the medication without warning or asking for any last good byes or any sweet words from himself to my sweet companion of almost 11 years. It wasn't an iv being put in, it was just the medication immediately being delivered. My heart broke and I dropped to my knees trying to get closer to her from her hind end when he said "yep her heart has stopped,she is gone." I didn't get to say good bye how I wanted, with her head in my lap or whisper into her ear as she slipped soundly into heaven with her sisters and brother dog and cats.
I moved then to her face kneeling and kissing her as I shut her sweet eyes through my shock and horror. I glanced up through the tears that were welling up and dr. Percival was there squatting besides me. His immediate and direct words were "OK well you guys can go out to the waiting room now and we will bring her out to the car." I was in disbelief and replied, "uhm were going to need a few minutes here thank you ". Staring at me and then looking down at his watch and looking back up he said "well we were actually supposed to be out of here at noon sooo..." I was shocked and infuriated and my irritated energy turned to rage. I looked him in the eye and reminded the veterinarian, the founder of big creek, the pet owner, Dr. Joel Percival that we had just lost our beloved dog of over ten years and that we would be taking a minute. He opened his mouth to say something and just blinked, stood up, and left.
We were left in that room, my daughter and mother now sobbing, for not even five minutes. Unnaturally now, We went quickly through the motions and as planned from the start, packed our things- eager to get her out of there- and knocked on the door we were still being watched from, for them to bring her to the car.
He said they would be back with a body bag....We had blankets and wanted to get our angel the hell out of there and told them to forget their bag.
His last and only other words were "drive safe" as they placed her into the back of the car, pointed out which end was her head and went back inside. read more