The P! True Story: Coco (The End)

With surgery, there was a little hope to save the left eye and his vision. Right after surgery began, Coco's mom received a phone call.

"Coco is not doing very well with the anesthesia... I'd rather remove the eye and wake him up immediately". That was the worst scenario that Coco's mom had imagined, and now she had no choice. The oftalmologist had a chance to close the right eye a little bit to avoid more ulcers on it. After picking him up at night, Coco's mom spent many hours petting him. She felt so bad for him...

A little bit after midnight she went to sleep. Then she remembered that it was her birthday. Instead of a celebration, all she had in mind was to find a new vet for Coco. And very soon, because his monthly cortisone shot was due in a week.

Some friends recommended a vet close to the house and her work - it had to be that way because she knew that in case of an emergency Coco would need assistance right away. At least she was used to that. The new vet was a young woman who had previously owned a pug, a one eyed dog and was a good friend of Coco's internal medicine specialist. What else could one ask for?

Two weeks later, Coco's mom still felt very sad about him loosing one eye. She had a prior commitment to spend Thanksgiving with a relative that lived across the State. And she couldn't cancel it. She knew that she would have to trust this new people someday, so she left Coco in the new vet's boarding facility during the weekend. On Monday morning, a phone call woke her up. Coco's right eye was not good. The new vet had spoken to the oftalmologist already but it was not getting any better. Coco's mom had to run again to the specialist's clinic (which, by the way, was very far away).

Coco's mom was desperate. What was wrong with this little dog? He was only one year and two months old. Why was it always like that with him? Emergencies were more part of his life than regular walks around the block. It wasn't fair for him. It was clear that he was suffering. What was the best choice for him (not her)?


She was lucky to be surrounded by these incredible professionals. They didn't let her think about "that" option. It wasn't necessary to go to that extreme. Coco was going to be fine. All of the doctors that had seen Coco before spoke to her and explained that even though things were difficult lately, things would change.

The oftalmologist suggested a procedure to try to save the right eye. Vision was already lost. The ulcers were hurting Coco a lot and they wouldn't heal completely because of the cortisone he was taking to treat his addison's disease - which he would need for the rest of his life. The oftalmologist was still waiting for an answer as to what to do.

"Just remove it".

And that was the best desicion Coco's mom could have ever done. She now has a very active, healthy and happy pug, who will give her life purpose with his unconditional blind love.