That would never happen to me...
*** Warning, if you have a weak stomach you probably don't want to read this. Actually... no matter what you probably don't want to read this****
Eric rarely comes home from work late, but he was on call and had a procedure to do so he texted me that he would not be home until 7pm. Being two weeks postpartum I was having a hard day. I found myself crying at everything and being frustrated that I could not accomplish anything. I decided that my one goal for the day was to return dishes to people that had brought us dinners. So after dinner Ruby and Lucy left with me to go to three houses to return dishes. The girls were a huge help running the dishes up to the doors so I could stay in the car.
On our way back to the house as we turned down our street Eric turned in right behind us. It was 8:30 and dark outside, I could not believe he was getting home so late. Right as I drove through our gate, Cami walked in front of my car and stopped(not uncommon as she thinks she can heard the car). I waited until I could see her shadow on the passenger side then I started driving up the driveway. Immediately I realized I had had driven over Cami. Before I could say a word, Ruby and Lucy were screaming because they knew exactly what had happened. Eric saw what happened, got out, picked her up and put her in the back seat of his car and drove her to the emergency pet hospital immediatly. I was trying to comfort Ruby and Lucy who were ballistic while I was totally nausious. I told the girls that Dad and the Vet were going to do what they could do and all we could do was pray that she would live. When Eric came home he did not say that much, just that we needed to wait and see. He let me know that he told the Vet to keep her comfortable, but we were not going to do surgery if that was necessary. He calmly reminded me that she was a dog and we were not going to pay thousands of dollars to save her. He was very kind and kept telling me he saw what happened and it was not my fault.
The next day the doctor called and told me that Cami was doing much better and they had taken her off oxygen but she still was not eating, drinking or going to the bathroom. The doctor thought this was just because she was nervous. I was relieved and decided to run by the hospital after Keatons 2 week Dr appointment because Cami would be happy to see me and I could get her eat. When I got to the hospital and saw Cami, my heart sunk and I felt like I was going to throw up. I was absolutely not prepared for how bad she was. She had blood coming out her nose and mouth. The right side of her mouth looked like it was hanging off. I put a some chicken (her favorite) in her mouth and it fell out. She had a tube stapled into her head and down her forehead and into her her nose. She had dried blood all over her legs and could hardly stand. She laid on the floor making crying noises from the pain. I could not believe that I had done this to her. I totally lost it. I could hardly drive home I was crying so hard. I knew we were going to have to put her down and I could not handle it.
After 3 days in the hospital the Doctor called and said that Cami could come home. It has been two weeks since the accident and today there is a beautiful, healthy, happy Cami running around our yard.
I know there was a reason Eric's procedure took so long. I know it was not a coincidence that Eric was driving in right behind me. I know that Heavenly Father was watching over me. I know that logically a 90 lb dog cannot survive the weight of my car. I know that Cami is alive because our prayers were answered.
