Dogmom6
I have been without my son for 5 weeks now and I am completely filled with regret. My 6 year old dachshund had to be put down due to a sarcoma that had spread too much. The events that lead up to our goodbye will haunt me forever. We took him in to his usual veterinary practice but his usual doctor was not in so we agreed to another doctor. I was extremely stressed and was worried because he had a sore stomach and it was slightly bloated on the right side. He did a physical exam and told me it was his back, unhappy with this and worried it may be bloat I pushed for an X-ray. He proceeded to do a lateral X-ray of his left side and still stood by his prognosis that it was in fact his back and not his stomach as there were two vertebrae that were supposedly calcified. I then asked if he could X-ray his stomach because I was still worried about his stomach to which he declined because it was “his back” and didn’t want to injure it more. We went home, he had made us feel irrational and we decided to wait and see how he felt. He was back to his normal self the next day and so we suspected nothing and maybe just gas or constipation. Two weeks later we noticed a lump starting to grow on the left hand side. I immediately phoned his usual vet, to which she advised we bring him in. That Friday she did fine needle aspirates and more X-rays and told us she was unsure of what it was but it looked like a hematoma. She then advised a biopsy but only if it got a bit bigger, he was prescribed some anti-inflammatories and we proceeded with them. We noticed the bump wasn’t getting any smaller and so booked him in for his biopsy the Monday. The Monday came and I expressed how worried I was about my baby and that I would like the whole thing out as I didn’t want it to be a risk. She informed me that they didn’t have the tools to remove the whole thing but she would get as much as she could. (Right then and there I should have stopped, but I didn’t). I let her take him from me and continue with the biopsy. Later that day we got a call to come and pick him up, she explained that it was a bloody capsule that had a lot of blood pouring out when she cut into it, she also assured us that she saw inside and it wasn’t touching any organs. She then went on to say that they had only seen two bumps like this before and one was cancer and the other wasn’t. (Again I should have run away then) It made us stressed but otherwise it didn’t sound bad and so we took him home. We waited a week and the biopsy results came back assuring her prognosis, an injury. We were unaware of him being injured but gathered it could have happened and so we carried on his medicine and went home. I sat for four weeks, FOUR WEEKS!!! before it started to grow back. I immediately knew this was wrong and it was something more than an injury. I phoned his doctor and she told us to wait and see if it got any bigger, the next day it was huge and so we went back to the vet. She poked it again to see if she could drain it, however the consistency was now different. Only then did she refer us to a specialist. We went in for a second biopsy at another practice, where they cut out a lot and scrapped the narcotic tissue inside out, to learn that it had spread too much and it was actually a sarcoma. We had to say our goodbyes 2 weeks later as he wasn’t doing well and the bump had come back again.
I am absolutely devastated and I have no idea why I just trusted the vet, I didn’t even ask for the first X-rays or the biopsy report. I am absolutely devastated I feel like I completely failed my son and he was so happy and made no fuss throughout everything. I feel like I could have saved him and I didn’t because I trusted an incompetent vet! Why? I never trust people and so this is making me question everything. I am so sad and heartbroken. He didn’t deserve this, he was my everything and I can’t believe how it turned out.

The original biopsy report is attached as I have now asked for it, only it is too late :(
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catiebee
I'm so sorry for all of your pain and for all of your misgivings and feelings of regret. It's very hard. We have to trust someone because we aren't veterinarians, but of course, they can and do make mistakes. It's horrifying that such terrible mistakes were made with your precious baby and that the outcome was losing him.  My heart goes out to you very very much. I wish you had been given all the right information at the outset. I wish you much comfort and peace. 
Catie
-Missing Marissa deeply
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Dogmom6
Thank you catiebee, we have gone to the same vet from day one and I thought they knew how important he was to the family. We took him there for his skin, his ears, his cluster of seizures (we had a heatwave and he must have been dehydrated so had 8 seizures within 12 hours) and everything in between. I just thought they would have done more or pushed for me to go for a scan as they knew he was my child and my pride and joy. I am so heartbroken that I didn’t push myself and can’t blame them but I was so unsuspecting and I feel just horrible because I knew he was special so I should have been. A scan didn’t even cross my mind until it was too late. The wait and see approach was completely wrong and telling people to go for scans is such an easy thing for a vet to say or think of :( thank you for your words of comfort!
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catiebee
I wish they had recommended the scan and I'm sorry they took a laid-back approach, when your sweet one's life turned out to be on the line. That must feel very hard to accept. Grief is hard on its own, but then these other thoughts and what if's can fill our minds and bring more distress. I hope that some peace finds you soon. 
Catie
-Missing Marissa deeply
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