The receptionists and all the other girls at the front are really amazing, and make you feel right at home while you wait, pay, or are there for drop off. The experience we had with our golden retriev... Read More
The receptionists and all the other girls at the front are really amazing, and make you feel right at home while you wait, pay, or are there for drop off. The experience we had with our golden retriever was amazing, besides the stress and anxiety he normally would have. They were gentle and patient with him, allowing him to walk into the office at his own pace (he hates leaving his mummy) and practically ran with him when he raced up to meet her at pick up! That said, the chemo treatments didn't take. We went through four rounds before starting a different treatment plan. (One every three weeks) At our latest appointment, on Wednesday February 8th, 2017, routine blood work was done before treatment started, as per the usual. My understanding was that if there was anything wrong with his blood work, such as anemia or organ failure, I would be notified and together, my vet and I would decide on the next plan of action. Apparently, I was wrong. Instead of being notified when his liver showed up as having signs of failure (the liver is an extremely important organ for chemo - it filters the toxins in and out of the body) the vet's at the office didn't notify me about it until AFTER his chemo treatment was done. Had I been made aware of the fact that his liver was failing BEFORE, I wouldn't have put him through a treatment that his liver wouldn't be able to process. Instead of my doggy - who was only seven years old - living for the extra month I could have had, giving me time to accumulate some money to put him down as we were tapped out with the 12 000 we'd already spent on him, he suffered, and died in my arms at 4:00 am this morning - one week after the treatment that most likely killed his liver. I regret not starting natural remedies from the start - as when we had him on them he did great, yet after each treatment he looked worse. By this week, his cancer wasn't the problem anymore - it was stagnant - his liver was the problem. And by giving him the treatment without consulting with me before hand, the vet's at the Toronto Veterinary Emergency Hospital successfully sent my dog to an early grave by killing his liver with the last treatment. No one is going to not go to this vet because of one review, but I really do push you to go over every fine detail about your pet's treatment. What happened to my dog is sad, I am angry, and disappointed that I spent 12 000 dollars to have my puppy die in my arms, but if some other child or person's pet, their best friend, can be saved from me posting this, my purpose is fulfilled. Tell your vet you want to be in charge of the course of action that is taken if ANYTHING changes in their blood work, especially something like this. I don't believe they had malicious intentions - how could they? Everyone who met the pooch loved him and marveled at his beauty. But the last treatment killed his liver, which in turn killed him. Be more involved with your pet's treatment than you are your children's lives - you love them just as much, yet a vet is so much more likely to play on your love for your pet for their financial gain than someone playing on your love for a child. He is gone, and nothing can be done about it now, but the one who made the call about the procedure gave me less time with my baby - and I will never not be able to be angry that it happened, never be able to stay quiet about it and not let his story get told to potentially save another dog. Read Less