Im really sorry for the loss of your son. They way you described him on the topic 'loss of a child' was amazing. I could tell he was very enthusiastic and full of courage. I sit here typing and i can actually explain the pain im feeling about the choice you made to let him go, we had to face the same decision when my aunt was in the hospital. I actually know what its like to take one look at them on life support in there hospital bed and cry and say "thats not them"..I was in denial and said "no no there surgeries that can fix that! please dont", but too look at them suffering was really depressing. I knew deep down in my heart that people now a days would rather become an angel then suffer till they pass instead of passing peacefully. Once again im really sorry and you have all my condolences.
This is a very hard thing to do. i never thought that i would be here writing this. i lost my son January 15,2007 he was only 13 . He went from playing in a football championship to a hostpital bed.It all started Monday November 8, 2007 with a simple cold. He played in his football championship Wednesday November 11, 2007. He was well enough to play the game. See nothing would of stopped him from playing in the game. That was his first football championship and who would of ever known that would of been his last. On Thursday I took him to Paient first with a fever of 103. for them to tell me that he had a cold and they sent him home. Friday went by, he woke up saturday went to a game. he came home early and went to sleep around 4 pm. that was the last time i ever spoke to my son. when i woke up sunday morning anthony was having ceazers. the doctors couldn't figure out why he was having them. they also couldn't figure out how to stop them. He was on life support for 65 days. I had hope that he would get better but that never happened. His brain and body was damaged from all the ceazers. they told me that we would never be the boy he use to be. I had to make the hardest decision of my life. I knew that he wouldn't want to just lye in that bed fade away. I didn't want to let him go for my own selfish reasons. But that wasn't my son lying in that bed. I already felt his spirit was in heaven and that he was at peace. Now all i had to do was do the same. He gave me a sign and then i knew it was time for us to let go. So my family and i got togther to say our goodbyes.To give birth to your son and have to choose to take his life was the hardest thing i had to do. I miss him so much and so does his twin sisters. My life hasn't been the same. i'm not even the same person that i use to be. Loosing a child has to be the hardest thing ever. Some days are rougher than others. Everyone says things happen for a reason. Still to this day i dont understand that statement. I want my son back and i know that i can't. All i can do is think back on the good times we had. yet in still i can't do that. My family doesn't feel complete with out him. I know he is looking down on me telling me stay strong mom. Well thats my story.