I can sympathise entirely Evilminion. Last 
weekend, my beloved puppy, Yuki managed to get 
hold of some Ibuprofen tablets, which he ate 
with great delight. I was worried and got him 
straight to the emergency vet but nothing 
prepared me for when she said she would have to 
take him home and monitor him all night because 
there was every chance he would die (Ibuprofen 
can cause the stomach to rupture).
Needless to say, I got no sleep, waiting and 
watching the phone, expecting it to ring and 
fearing the worst. This continued through from 
Saturday night to Tuesday night when she finally 
said he was likely to be over the worst and we 
could take him home. Today we took him to the 
beach - an event this time last week I thought 
we'd never see.
Me and my hubby have no children either and 
although we've only had Yuki a few months, he's 
everything to us. The thought that we might lose 
him was unbearable. So I wish you and your 
little guys the best. Vets CAN do wonderful 
things as someone else said and I hope you get 
the outcome you desire.
To cheer you up, here's a pic of our lil guy, 
proudly showing what he's done to my kitchen 
floor. This was a couple of months ago - now 
we've just got bare concrete!
Hugs,
Swordy