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Sandra Kay |
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I am Da'Ven a struggling film student. My mothers name was Sandra Kay and she died on Jan. 18, 1999 from this. I have just recently found the courage to move on with my life, but the pain of losing my mother is harder than I had thought. I was 20 years old when my grandmother woke me and my brother up from our beds. She told that Mama had stopped breathing. We rushed to get dressed like mad men and ran to the car. I dont know how fast we were really going in fact I didnt care. It was 5 o'clock in the morning when we go to the hospital. It would be an entire hour before we found out what had happened to her. I was the first to find out and the first to break. I tried to hold it as the doctor told me coldly that my mother had died. I walked outside the hospital and screamed, cried, and begged God not to take her. My faith in a greater being died that day. I could not understand why she was made to suffer in the most horrifying way. I had seen her slow steady decay in her as it took more and more for her to move. I never what great and dyer pain that she was suffering and I know it was greater than mine. I felt weak, helpless, a sheep in a flock of wolves. I dont know anymore what was worse the pain of living with out her or the pain of losing her. I wish that she could see the man I have become and understand that her son is doing the best he can in this world. I did not just lose my mother, but I also lost my best friend. I miss so much.
I want those out there that have suffered through this disease and those
that have watched helpless to stop it that I know your pain and I wish you
never had to go through it. thank you for giving me a voice finally. |
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