As I sit here staring at the screen I want to write beautiful words that would make my family feel better and or to write encouraging words for anyone who had lost one of their twins before. Unfortunately, I am not that gifted. Below is what happened...
Today at 4:15 p.m., my niece, Madison Marie Coon, passed away at El Camino Hospital. It was probably the saddest Father's Day I have experienced.
I have been around death before, but no matter how many times you are around death you can never get used to the sadness that umbrellas all the family members effected by the loss. For me to cry, well that's not too bad, but to hear both Kayci and Jorel to cry out loud for their lifeless baby girl was by far the worst sound anyone can hear.
Madison experienced a UTI (urinary tract infection), which created a kidney infection which somehow spread to her brain and gave her pneumonia. She ended up with internal bleeding and the doctors could no longer help her fight it off. Her immune system just was not strong enough or developed to ward off her sickness. (This is information is pieced together from different family members, so it might be slightly off or out of order, but it is mainly what happened)
Jorel and Kayci had to make the hardest decision in their life, they had to take her off of life support. While Jorel held her in his arms, the nurses slowly took Madison off her support systems. If they had not taken her off of her life support, Madison would have led a life that would need her to be always on life support. So with that knowledge, Kayci and Jorel, first time parents, had to experience one of the worst tragedies they will ever experience with their babies. To see their baby girl die, their baby who had not been able to experience the outside world, a baby girl who would not be able to go to prom or to lose a tooth, was close to dying a little bit yourself for the first time. Though the pain may subside at some point, right now it is as fresh as a newly cut wound on their body. I have high hopes that they will recover well from their loss and be able to carry on as I have once done when I lost my brother.
This is a very hard time for our family. No one should experience their first born child like this. We must remember that God had a plan for everything that occurs in our life. Though we may not understand "why" we must move forward with our lives and hope that God will comfort us in this time of need.
Please keep us in your prayers. I will keep you posted.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Matthew 5:4
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