One of the most traumatic nights of my life happened not long ago. Someone I love more than anyone else on earth passed away. I am sorting through memories of those teeny tiny increments of time. It is like trying to catch snowflakes with tweezers. Then every once in awhile something reinforces the strangeness of that night, the intention that may or may not have been.
I wonder how I would have reacted if I had known about the information in this video at the time we found out there was no hope for mom. I am certain I would have asked the doctors for fish oil. I would have fought tooth and nail to at least give it another day, one more chance.
In the above article they talk about saving their son's life and how they threw "everything but the kitchen sink" at his treatment.
This article is very inspiring. It makes me want to DO something. Sometimes I feel like I am swinging at air. Then after a bit I relax into peace. Up. Down. Up. Down.
This article is very inspiring. It makes me want to DO something. Sometimes I feel like I am swinging at air. Then after a bit I relax into peace. Up. Down. Up. Down.
I want to turn back the clock. I want a second chance to have that night again. But do I? I would not want for one thought of suffering for mom once more but what if there was a chance?
After re-reading this post several times I am also remembering though that these events are not choices. We must go when called, and THAT cannot be doubted. I go through this circle very day, what if and then to God. God is where Peace lives.
I also have a thousand thoughts about this article, but I will just leave one. In the case of this boy he had very strong-willed parents who were searching for anything so that their son could be saved. The right information was presented at the right time, not a coincidence. It is our fortune to learn more about this treatment.
I pray for those who are alone in the hospital that have no voice, no cheerleader, no individual who can stay with them while receiving treatment. We all need an extra pair of eyes and ears if we are in the hospital.
I applaud this family, the writer, Dr. Gupta, and the other doctors for revealing this important information. It adds another layer of help and hope for those with brain damage.
Peace and love,
Denise
