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December 4th 2004.
The phone rings at 8 am. and wakes everyone Bradley is not happy with it and becomes cranky.
Throughout the day he becomes increasingly worse. So much so that I had finally had enough,
I radioed to Robbie as he was hunting (he always takes the 2 way radios) and told him I was going to take Bradley to the local er.
He said he would be at home or over town talking to the boys (local gas station is town hang out for the middle aged men lol)
The hospital is only a 20 minute drive, but on the way there Bradley became alot worse just screaming.
We got seen right away and after about 5 minutes of trying to calm him and telling the doctor of the last 2 months worth of
symptoms. He gave him 2 doses of demeral in attempts to calm him enough to get the ct scan done .
He still squirmed a bit but not enough to blur what we would see.It was now around 9 pm and the doctor
comes in and shuts the door. I could see the dispare in his eyes he said do you have someone that can
come get your other children I said yes and he said you need to call them now. As I pick up the phone and begin to dial
he explained that he had found a tumor on Bradley's brain and that he had already called for a helicopter to come and take him
to Charlottesvile Va.I dropped the phone and dropped to my knees and began to cry. He hung up the phone and got a nurse to take
Dustin and Marissa to another room to watch tv.I gathered my composer and made the call home. No answer so I call over town and ask to speak to Robbie I can hardly speak but I managed to say what I needed to and he was on his way. I later found out that he almost hit our cheif of police on the way out of town but explained the situation and was back on his way immediately. He arrived in less the ten minutes. As we start to make phone calls for someone to take the kids we found out no one could go in the helicopter so he decided it best if he stay home with the other 2 and i go with Bradley. The helicopter arrives at nearly midnight. They tried to sedate Bradley but his pain was overiding it He screamed the entire way to the chopper and especially when they made me back away I also began to scream. I did not want to leave my baby like that he was scared. and so were we. I rushed home to pack a bag and get on my way.and I was off to make the 3 hour journey to hell. I arrived there at 3 am on the 5th of December they sent us to a room to get some rest and wait on the doctor.The next day was filled with tests they did and mri and found that the tumor was already larger then it was less then 24 hours before so on the 7th they did the surgery to try to remove the tumor. After 6 1/2 hours the docotr came back and said they got 95-97% of the tumor and that it was bleeding inside itself and would have grown so large it would have killed Bradley within 2 days, but when they had removed it , it looked as if someone had taken a salt shaker and sprinkled seed tumors all over his brain stem he could not even attempt to remove them without damaging the brain or fatal damage to bradley. He said Bradley did well with the surgery and was recovering ok. I went to hold my baby as i did for the next 7 days.On December 13th 2004 the oncologists came to speak to me and change our lives forever. Atypical teratoid rhabdoid tumors (atrt) was the name very rare ,very deadly,and very devastating, he has less then 2% chance of prolonging his life with chemo for maybe a month, but would completely diminish his quality of life. So another words it was basically this will kill your baby no matter what.
And it is only then I find out that the mri of his body on Decemeber 5th also showed a inoperable tumor in his spine. I told them I want to go home. So December 14th we were discharged to go home and watch my child die. Why should anyone have to do that?
I still dont know how I will go on at times like today I just want to be with Bradley and only Bradley.If anyone were to ask me what I want for christmas it would have to be Bradley. Alot of people get upset this time of year because they didn't get this or that for christmas.If anyone begins to feel this way come back read my story and realize material things dont matter at all. Please realize as long as you and your family are here on earth with the ones you love and the ones who love you is all that matters. I would give up the world to hold my precious child one more time. I will continue our story as time goes on.Please bear with me. For me from tomorrow until June 9th 2006 will be the hardest 6 months and 5 days. 6 months and 5 days is all I had left with my baby from the day they found his tumor. I cherished everyday. Make sure you cherish every moment you have with your children please






Always loved and never forgotten
in my heart I hold you dear
My child. you're now my Angel
and these words I long to hear

"From Heaven the view is beautiful
and I visit you everyday
I often sit beside you and watch
as brother and sister play

I give you special kisses, it's
those tickles that you feel
And I ask the Good Lord daily
to help my mommy begin to heal"

Bradley, I'd love to hold you close
and sing to you a lullaby
And remembering how much I miss you
very often, I do cry

You will never be forgotten, son
you'll be loved forever more
And I know you will be waiting
when I step through Heaven's door

Until I can hold you close to heart
and we can be together again
I will always love and never forget you
Angel kisses to you I send

Copyright ©2005 Island Princess




Welcome to my angel's page. It was created to update everyone on his progress and his life and now it is to keep everyone updated on how our lives are going since we lost our beautiful child. Bradley was born January 23,2002 he was diagnosed with Brain cancer atrt (atypical teratoid rhabdoid tumors) on his brain and spine on December 4th, 2004.He sadly passed at 9:25 p.m. on June 9th 2005. We miss our precious baby dearly.













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