Katt1970's Journal

Day 31! I would think things would start getting better and/or I would start feeling better. It's been 1 month to the day that he put his hands around my throat, threatened to kill me and himself.

My physical wounds have pretty much healed, but not the emotional ones. I dream about him a lot. Sometimes it's good, sometime (a lot of times) it's bad. I feel anxious when I wake.

I got a call from the prosecuting attorney's office that he has signed the protective order and it's good for 10 years. Seems a little excessive to me, considering I am suppose to have copy of it with me at all times. However, I did not have to go to court and I did not have to see him. That was a relief.

When I got home I worked out in the yard until my neighbor came and told me my dog had been hit by a car. LET THE EMOTIONS AND TRAUMA BEGIN.

He was still alive when I got to him, so I loaded him up in my car and drove like a mad woman to the vet. My baby (his name is Jax) was in shock and bleeding from multiple places. I was horrified!

The vet started him on fluids, gave him a shot for pain, and told me it was a waiting game. If he had internal injuries it could be bad, so I needed to prepare myself for the worst.

OMG!! I don't know how much more of this I can take. I feel like I'm on the ledge with one foot dangling off.