I am so very sorry for your heartbreaking loss. I went through a similar situation with my baby Starr. She was almost three years old, and 5 pounds of pure love. She got sick in the same way your Ace did, and it took 5 days of running her to the vet every day before they finally figured out that she had an obstruction. It was a bunch of wood mixed with hair (she'd chewed up a colored pencil that I later found under our bed
) The hair was from my daughter and me, we both had very long hair at the time and I guess she was eating it. They did the surgery and sent her home with us. Later that night, I was cooking dinner (still can't eat spaghetti much because of this) when my then 10 year old daughter ran into the kitchen and said Starr is making a weird noise and i'm scared. We now know that it was her last breath, the death rattle
We rushed her to the ER vet anyway, where they confirmed that she had indeed died
They said that she bled internally, and the next day I was picking up her little bed and saw that it was soaked with blood.
I wanted to go after the vet that did the surgery as well, but was too heartbroken at the time to do anything. A few months later, I found out that they went out of business.
There are no more understanding folks in the world than right here at YT. A lot of us have lost a little one unexpectedly and know how you're feeling. It's horrible, and my husband and I literally just laid in our bed that night and bawled like little babies, not sleeping at all. The very next day, my hubby was on a mission to find another Yorkie baby to love, while I hated the idea. I was never going to have another dog, ever, my heart was raw. He had me looking for breeders online and that's when I stumbled upon YT and the wonderful people here
BEST thing that ever happened to me, and my two Yorkie girls that I've got now. We did end up with a pup (and then a second a couple of months later) and they helped our hearts heal so much. When you are ready to love again, you'll be amazed at how much that can lift your heart. You'll know when the time is right. My husband forced me into it, but I'm kind of glad that he did, because the new puppy (Luna) was sickly and it forced me to focus on keeping her alive, and not on my grief.
I hope that you are able to find some peace in time. You did everything you possibly could do for your baby. You trusted in your vet, as did I, after all they are supposed to be the professionals, right!? It took a long time (this was almost 6 years ago now) but we can now talk about Starr and laugh and smile at her memories. She taught us what real love is!
My heart goes out to you.