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Say what you will, my pit bull is my hero

Posted: December 14, 2009 2:14 p.m.
Updated: December 15, 2009 4:55 a.m.
My life took a terrifying turn Nov. 28.

My husband and I had just returned home from visiting family for the Thanksgiving holiday. I was seven months pregnant, feeling tired and wanted to rest when we got home. I had begun to have swelling in my legs and feet and felt as if I sat with my feet up it would get better.

My husband and I had been invited to a friend's birthday party that night. I decided to stay home but I wanted my husband to go.

He left around 5 p.m. I fell asleep on our couch with my feet up on the coffee table.

I was nudged awake by my dog, Diesel, who had curled up next to me and was looking at me. I needed to use the restroom, as pregnant women often need to. I had difficulty getting up from the couch and realized I was severely disoriented and I didn't feel well at all.

I used the restroom and realized that there was a problem. I called my husband and told him to come home immediately. He called Henry Mayo Newhall Memorial Hospital, called 911 and explained my symptoms and that I was seven months pregnant.

The paramedics arrived and took my blood pressure. It was then that everyone became aware that I had severe toxemia. My blood pressure was dangerously high. I was rushed to the hospital and was treated for my condition. We lost our precious baby girl Jessica Marie due to the toxemia that overtook my body. I was close to death as well.

I owe my life to the incredible doctors and nurses in the labor and delivery unit at Newhall Memorial.

Most of all, I owe my life to my dog Diesel. If he had not nudged me awake, I would have continued to sleep. Had I kept sleeping,

I would have had a stroke, a heart attack or worse.
Diesel is a pit bull we adopted from the SPCA in Bakersfield. He was six weeks old when we brought him home. He's now 2 years old and is the sweetest dog ever.

I know most people don't like pit bulls; they only hear and remember the stories about them that are negative.

My dog is the best and is cuddled up with me as I write this.

He attacks our family with kisses on a daily basis. He is my hero.


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