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On February 15th 2006 my mom's friends at Weatherford College Library had a baby shower for her. She recieved many nice
gifts. I was not due until the end of March so Mom thought she had plenty of time. Well I fooled her..After her shower mom
went shopping. Then she went and picked up my big sister Kalynn from school and my big brother Gabriel from the baby sitter.
We all went home and waited for Daddy to get home. We all ate dinner and then it was time for bed. I had been giving Mommy
warning pains for a month now and tonight was no different (or so she thought). Mom did what she always did, took a bath and
went to bed. I left her alone for a little bit. But I decided that I wanted to let her know that I was still there. I woke
her up and she decided to pack her bag just for something to do. I left her alone for awhile but I needed to let her know
that I was still there. At midnight Mom woke up my Daddy and told him that the contractions were still coming. Daddy took
my big brother and sister to my apaws house and Mom and Me to the hospital. When we got there they checked my Mom and told
her that she had dilated to a 6 and that I was coming that night. Surprise MOM i am on my way....Daddy called everyone to
let them know that I was on my way. Aunt Cathie and Uncle David came up to the hospital to see my mom. At 4 40am I made my
entrance. When I got here I surprised Mom and Dad some more because my face did not look normal. See I had a cleft lip and
palate and the structure of my nose was missing. Mom and Dad thought I was beautiful any way. The doctor told Mom and Dad
that I would be fine and that the cleft could be fixed. The nurses and the Dr told Mom and Dad to get some sleep. They took
me to the nursery. In the nursery I had a hard time eating and my oxygen level was going down. So the nurses had to put in
a feeding tube, an IV, and put me on oxygen. A few hours later they took Mom and Dad to their new room. Dad came to check
on me and they told him that I was having some problems. Mom was not too far behind Daddy, she wanted to see me too. After
they both got to see me my Dr told them that I needed to go to the childrens hospital so that they could see what else was
wrong with me. With in an hour they came and took me to visit Mom in her room then they took me to my new hospital.
With in a few hours Mom and Dad were with me at my new hospital. When they got here the doctors told them that I was not going
to be here for very long because they believed that i had a genetic disorder known as trisome 13 and they suspected that I
also had holoprosencephaly. They said that they were waiting for the geneticists to come and verify the trisome 13 and
that they would do an MRI to check on the holoprosencephaly. The MRI came back and I did have a form of holoprosencephaly
known as semi-lobar. This effects the brain. When I was forming my brain did not divide properly. This causes many problems.
The genecticist said that she did not believe that I had a choromosome abnormality but that the holoprosencephaly is going
to cause the same thing. My Mom and Dad stayed at the hospital with me and everyone came up to the hospital to see me.
The next day the Dr's let them take me home. It was so cold outside and they bundled me up really well. When we got home some
of my aunts where there to see me. Again I surprised them because I breast fed without a problem. That was much better than
the bottles they tried to give me at the hospital. That night I got to sleep with Mommy and Daddy in their bed. That
was nice. The next day I got to spend time with everyone and Daddy gave me a bath. This was not very fun for me. The nurse
from hospice came to see me and she said I seemed to be doing well. She said that my regular nurse would come by on Monday
to meet me. Mommy, Daddy and I spent the rest of the day together. That night I slept with Daddy and Mommy again. I
ate dinner at midnight and at 2 30 am Jesus came to get me. Mommy woke up a few minutes later. I saw her and Daddy crying.
I wanted to tell them not to cry because I was here in heaven...
Mischa in the Arms of Jesus |
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My beautiful Angel. |
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