The Day My Life Stood Still
2 July, 2003
Author: Terrie*
life stood still for what it seemed like a lifetime today
"your daughter has to be rushed into surgery ... " the Dr. said
I felt helpless as she looked over to me and cried
I have this feeling of emptiness deep down inside
my boss gave me the approval to go l.o.a
I pray to God that she will be o-k
the sweet little thing is only six
my son keeps crying & asking for his sis
we should all be at home helping dad decorate our tree
I wish both my children by my side..but this is where I need to be
in less than a week my son will turn four,
he was too young so he stayed at home w/their dad
it tears my heart to see him so sad
when I'm not paciing , I sit nervously on the floor.
awaiting for the Dr. to walk thru that door
bracing myself for the worst
but yet hopeful & praying for the best
as I hear them announce over head a code blue,
my tears start to run, I do not know what to do
my heart starts to pound
my baby is alone, she not used to loud noise
& she will be afraid if I'm no where around
immediately I get up from the floor
, as the Dr. steps out into the hallway
he was upset w/ the Dr. who turned my daughter away
the nurse points over to me
I can feel my blood getting hot & flowing frantically
as he directs me away from the corridor
he gives me the news every mother dreads to hear..
my body goes limp I fall to the floor
there is a hole in my stomach as well as my heart
oh dear god ,my life is falling apart
with my heart in my throat I cannnot speak or breathe
I just want to run to her & hold her close to me
I can not believe what I was told
please .....I pray...for the second time of her life,
guide her back to me Lord
please do not take her away from me, her mission is not complete
Dear Lord help her ..heal her little body, for it is beat
She has been in there for over six hours or so
all because a Dr. in E.R misdiagnosed what she had 3x in a row
he kept sending her home w/ a fever of 104. & a different diagnoses each & every time
a quick call to my Dr., he rushed over & saved her precious little life
I didn't have the medical knowledge..but I knew something was seriously wrong
unable to stand, started throwing up , became listless, she was not strong
he rushed her in as fast as he could
her appendix had burst, the toxins were everywhere,
straight into her blood stream is what I understood...
they lost her for five minutes of her precious little life
The other surgeon came out w/ better news to share
she responded & came right back...I Thank God she is alive..
The Drs. shed a tear ....a sign that they were touched & that they cared
they share w/me that they felt the help from a higher power
when she was in recovery right upon the seventh hour
their concern was that some neurological damage may now exist
she was placed in quarantine when she left the recovery unit
I didn't waste a minute longer
as I hugged her I felt her grip was now much stronger
she told me she had a dream about some guy...
she looked at me and said "mommie it's ok please do not cry"
she said "he placed his hand on my broken side"
as she spoke that. I turned around & cried
I stayed w/her for that whole month, pacing the floor
my son continues to ask for his sis..
upon her fourth week I got permission to have her baby brother come in to visit
he zoomed right past me & raced to her side
a sight ,my heart could not resist
as I watched him hug her so tight his feelings he did not hide
every day the Dr. asked her how she was doing today
she always said "really I'm okay "today she said,
"look my baby brother came to play'
he asked her "what is your christmas wish?"
she shyly said. with a big smile of relief
"to go home with my family today for christmas eve"...
"& keep our tree up till valentines day.
if mommie agrees & says it's okay..."
the Dr. spoke privately w/me then he filled out the forms ,
gave her, my son & I a hug ,told them the news
& happily granted her half of her wish
they cannot wait to give daddy the news of her release..
they beg me" mommie..mommie ...can we call daddy to come get us now please!!!"
------- Author's Notes -------
if you have a loved one with an unknown illness that does not improve by the 3rd visit to the E.R please get the opinion of another specialist immediately. keep pushing for a diagnosis... this almost costed my daughter her young life in 1986.her wish was granted by the Dr. & of course their tree stayed up until the night of valentines day 1987. I am happy to share that my daughter (miracle child- no brain damage) is now 23 a college student, majoring in child psychology, along w/her lil brother whom is 21 ( undecided about his major as of yet ) I am proud of them both. I am thankful to have them still under my roof...( I am a believer on # 7 ) |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Deb (208.138.25.16) -- Saturday, September 13 2003, 02:52 am That was B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L. |
Terrie* (65.148.209.187) -- Saturday, September 13 2003, 03:06 am Deb, i'm glad you enjoyed this.. Terrie |
barb (66.46.230.184) -- Wednesday, September 17 2003, 01:10 am oh terrie this is so real. Iit makes you realize what's important in life huh. very touching writing |
Terrie* (65.148.231.43) -- Wednesday, September 17 2003, 02:12 am thank you for your comment,when aloved one goes thru something horrendous it is a wake up call ,not take life for granted...what you just read , was based on a real experience that we came face to face with back in 1986....having gone thru something like that has changed me as a person .....in how i view life..i now see the whole picture and it's hidden details..instead of the top surface...thanx again for your comment.. God Bless! |
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