
This past weekend was mostly full of laughter and happiness.... except for our one and only trip to the dog park with our beloved pup, Samantha (A.K.A Sam, Sammie Sunshine, Twig, etc). Playful as ever, Sam took off to play with a dog half her size. Kory and I looked on to make sure she didn't get too rough. Next thing I know she is standing at Kory's side and he is examining her right, rear leg. "Her hip must be dislocated." He thought. Kory struggled to carry our giant puppy out of the dog park. He succumbed to her massive size right outside the park gate. This is where Sam and I would remain until Kory returned with his truck to take us to the vet.
30 minutes later we arrived at our Vet's office. The nurse took one look at the way Sam limped and could tell she had 'ruptured her CCL'. (
http://www.animalhealthchannel.com/ccl/index.shtml) I looked at Kory and said, "You know, if there is any chance that she will need some crazy expensive surgery, Sam will surely need it." How right I was. The vet came in and afer a 3 minute exam she confirmed the nurses diagnosis. She tore the ligament that keeps her bones in place around her knee. The vet compared it to a human with an ACL injury. Immediately this hit home with Kory. It would take me hours of research to figure out exactly what this meant. The only way to repair the tear would be a costly surgery.
Sam was clearly in pain. When she walked, she hobbled like a three-legged dog, not our unstoppably crazy athlete of a pup. This alone was heart breaking. When I asked the vet how much the surgery would cost, her response was to apologize again and again. This was a great indicator of the news to come. The nurse said, "For a dog this size, you're looking at at least $2400." Kory and I just looked at eachother. I could feel his anxiety and I am certain he could feel mine. The vet continued to apologize as she wrote out prescriptions for pain medicine and a referral to an orthopedic surgeon.
When we got in the car, Kory immediately went into problem solving mode. The problem: How on earth would be come up with 2400 dollars? The first thing that came to my mind was the last that came to Kory's. The wedding. We already had thousands of dollars tied up in this one day. All I could think about was how much more important this furball was to me than any day at the beach - even my wedding day. I was immediately fine with eloping. I didn't even need to buy a stitch of clothing! I would wear a dress that I'd worn as a bridesmaid in one of my friends' weddings a few summers ago. This seemed like our only option. As tears streamed down my face, Kory reminded me that it is tax season and he'd be receiving a refund that he would happily contribute!
It's funny that we never considered any alternative. In the days to come, most dog owners that I spoke to confessed that if they were in our situation they would have to either give the dog up for adoption or put it down. I appreciated their frankness but knew that neither of those options were for us. Sam is our baby. Kory and I have bonded as her caretakers and I am certain that either one of us would do anything humanly possible to keep her safe and healthy.
In calling the vets and surgeons in the area, we've come to the realization that this surgery is going to cost at least 50% more than we were originally quoted. The receptionists at the offices always seemed to have the same remorse when they had to tell us the jaw dropping figures. But after talking to Kory for hours about what we would do, my jaw stopped dropping and I just knew it was something we had to do. We would sell our things, we would get weekend jobs. It doesn't matter how much it costs, we'll figure it out and have our healthy Sammie Sunshine by our sides when it is all said and done.
In keeping with the theme of this blog, I have to say, I am SOOOO very thankful for Kory. Through all of this, he has been an absolute rock, the unwavering rock that I have needed more than ever! Knowing how he responds in times of craziness and when I am on the brink of a complete meltdown gives me such a peace of mind about our future. Marc and Angela were innocent bystanders through this traumatic experience and all they could say, with a smile on their faces is, "You guys are so ready to have children!" haha.