
Sweetheart, never feel alone in these type of tragic events. I as a retired RN have seen the worst, I admit at times when I worked in the burn ward why God let them live. That is never for me to question.
Many years I ago I was a passenger in a car which slid off an icy cliff, 300ft to rocks, before the car exploded my Shepard "Duke" (they told me much later) drug me leaving doggie tooth marks on my clothing far enough away that I wasn't in the path of the explosion.
The driver was killed along with my 18 mo old daughter. I lay in a coma, as Jane Doe for 4 mos.
I have the greatest empathy in all the world for your loss, and this is why I have spent my life trying to help other people and also pets. Duke died next to where they air lifted me out. Recently it all caught up, and the massive scar tissue I've walked around with so long, decided to cloe down my organs, has pretty well taken over the liver and they cannot remove it, as they don't know where to cut and not cut.
I love coming here, not many people ever bother me, they are polite, but I know they don't understand me. As I am always coming back from another trip to the hospital.
This is the greatest of Elvis sites, wonderful moderators who are fair and joke with us, and it's like a small family.
With my love to you, and as Elvis sang You'll never walk alone"
~Genie