Stories of Lost Children
My Baby Love
by Michelle, Arlington, TX, U.S.A.
This is a story about my only child, Tyler. He was a miracle from the beginning. I was told I couldn't have children, so when I found out I was going to have a baby I was so excited. Well, Tyler was born. We had three wonderful years together. We were as close as anyone could be. He was "My Baby Love". I got this from that Diana Ross song because I would always sing and dance with him to that song. I woke up one morning and heard him calling for me so I raced upstairs and saw him lying on his bed. I told him to get up and go pee in the potty. He was potty training at the time. When he got up to go potty, he fell down. I thought he's just playing around but he wasn't. He couldn't stand up!! What happened?? He was fine last night?? I rushed him to his pediatrician and she said to take him to Cooks Childern's Hospital. This is a very good hospital and they will know what to do. I rushed him to the hospital. He was seen after we waited a long time in the waiting area. They took x-rays, blood-work, etc. They came back and said he's got a virus, and you will just have to "wait it out". They said I would have to be off work for about a week until he could walk again. They said the virus was in his hip and made it hard for him to walk. I BELIEVED them. I took him back home and he started throwing up. I called his pediatrician AGAIN. She said take him back to the hospital. This time his back was turning purple, like he had been beat with a baseball bat, and it just started spreading. I rushed him right back to the hospital and they took him to the back right away. I started calling family and explaining what was happening. They came out and said to go wait on the 2nd floor, they were moving him upstairs for observation. We waited and waited.... finally two doctors approach me and told me that my son has gone into cardiac arrest, but that they were working on him. They wanted me back downstairs. I immmediately called my pastor and asked him to come up to the hospital. As soon as my pastor showed up, they came and told me he was gone. Just like that?? I was in total shock!?? He was fine???; how could he be gone so soon?? What happened?? I did everything they told me. Tyler had Menengitis and the hosptial failed to diagnose him properly. I had never heard of Menengitis before. His pediatrician said they call it the "angel of death". They said it was like someone shot out an arrow and it just happened to hit him. No one else got sick. None of his classmates in daycare or Sunday school. I have a hard time believing that his time was through. He had changed my life so much, I didn't know a life without him. I never went back home after that day at the hospital. I sold the house, and the ladies from church packed Tyler's clothes and toys and placed them in storage for me. I went into a nervous breakdown and was hospitalized. Now, three years has past and it still feels like yesterday. I cry for any parent who has suffered the loss of a child. It is just unbearable. In honor of my son, I ask anyone reading this to always get a second opinion when it comes to a sick child. I should've had...maybe then Tyler would still be with me. God Bless & Keep you.
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