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SURVIVALA MOM'S STORY OF CONTINUED EXISTENCE AND ENDURANCE We are all caught up in the |
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SURVIVAL A MOM'S STORY OF CONTINUED EXISTENCE AND ENDURANCE We are all caught up in the "Survivor" shows and what humans will do to win the 'jackpot'. I would like to tell you my story, and what it takes for me to survive one day at a time. On April 28th, 1999, I was on Cloud 9, having given birth to a beautiful baby boy. I felt like I had just won a million dollars in the lottery. But on May 3, 1999 disaster struck! I had suffered a severe intercranial hemorrhage as a direct result of Eclampsia, a catastrophic illness many pregnant women know little or nothing about. I woke up on that fateful day, gave my son his first bath, made coffee for my husband before he left for work; and then suddenly my headache, which I had since delivering my son just five days earlier, became blinding. I asked my mom to watch my newborn and my 4-year old while I lay down. Shortly thereafter, my mom sent my daughter up to check on me since we had an appointment for my son's first visit with the pediatrician. I can still remember my daughter trying to talk to me. First, in her innocent curious voice, asking me what I was doing on the floor. Then when I didn't answer, because I couldn't, she began to get nervous. She asked me: "Mommy, what's wrong? Why aren't you talking to me?" I could hear the fear in her voice, and it was killing me that I could not explain to her what was wrong, because I myself could not understand what was happening to me. All I remember now is trying my best to get to the phone to call for help, and that is the last time I was able to stand or walk in the past two years. My daughter, now hysterical and screaming, thought I was having trouble hearing her so she kept repeating: "Mommy, please answer me, what's wrong?" She than ran downstairs crying frantically and said to my mom: "Nanny, I don't know how to tell you this, but my Mommy's dead!" My mom, almost scolding said: "Allyson, please, don't ever kid around like that |
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