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It’s been 2 days since Grayson’s horrific accident and 2 days to go until my baby becomes an official member of the tripawd club.
I don’t think Saturday, November 3rd, 2012 will be a day I will ever forget. Grayson got caught up underneath feet while being taken outside to go potty. I thought his back right leg was broken but never in my wildest dreams did I think that the femur was so badly broken that the bone where the break is literally sits on top of each other. So many thoughts going through my head. How could I let this happen? I rescued him from the SPCA just last month after all. Iy was my responsibility to protect him and I failed miserably. How come I don’t have $3000 to fix his leg? Why are my only two options 1) put him down or 2) have his leg amputated? Why is this happening to us?
I am a bag of emotions. I’m a complete mess. I cry alot. I feel so guilty. I feel I let my baby down. Grayson, on the other hand, is doing fantastic! I have him home until his surgery. He’s on pain meds but you would never know it. You wouldn’t even know anything was wrong just by looking at him. He follows me everywhere. He’s running around, tail wagging like crazy. Take a closer look and you would see his bum leg flopping around when he wags that cute little tail of his. One look at me and you’ll see I am devastated. I’m depressed. Struggling to function. How am I going to explain this to my kids? How will I find the strength to get us all through this? This is just the start of our journey and Grayson is proving himself to be so much stronger than his Mommy. Maybe it wasn’t me that rescued Grayson. Maybe we rescued each other.