I am 23 years old and I grew up with him, he was like my brother, my best friend. My parents went on a trip out of the country, and I me and my brother was left to watch over him. He became ill and stopped eating. He was a diabetic, and became very tired. We waited 2 days and eventually took him to go see a doctor. We just thought he was having stomach problems and would get better. We checked him in at the doctor and they said he just needed rest and gave us some medication. A day later at 5 am I came downstairs and he was breathing hard, and when I went to touch him, he would shake. The vet was 5 minutes away so I took a 5 minute shower. (which I regret) We got to the vet and they said no docs would be there for an hour. So we had to go to the emergency room which was 25 minutes away but it was sleeting so it took us 40 minutes. The entire time I was telling him to hang in there, and started getting worried, as he was having a hard time breathing. I was holding him in my arms just trying to keep him conscious. As soon as we got there, I handed him off, to the nurse. In that moment, his legs locked up and I murmured, oh my god i think he is dead.
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