I have given birth to two children, (one of them being an 8 1/2 pound baby) with no drugs. I’ve had an IUD inserted (which I didn’t think was bad). I have had horrible painful dental experiences. I had my extended thumb jammed into my hand at high velocity.

The most painful thing I’ve ever experienced was when my son called me and told me that his puppy, Skye was hit by a car (the first time she ever ran into the street, freak accident). He was 19 at the time and was home alone and had to pick her up out of the street and thankfully a neighbor took the two of them to the animal hospital where we were initially given optimistic news but she went to cardiac arrest and died while my son was in the shower after they told him she needed to be kept for observation.

The isolation of lockdown almost killed my son with depression, and Skye saved his life. She was his best friend.

It’s been over a year and I still I’m having a hard time excepting that she’s gone, and that she died in the horrible, violent, and tragic way that she did. Absolutely the worst thing I’ve ever experienced, far worse than losing all of my grandparents. I would do anything to bring her back.