“I saw nurses running back and forth. My parents waited for the helicopter to land. ‘They have to do surgery right now or she’ll die.’ My husband pulled over, went behind a building, and cried. ‘How am I going to raise 4 kids alone?!’ My oldest son was too scared to touch me. ‘I’m scared I’m going to hurt you, mama.’”
‘I blacked out and collapsed. ‘We’re taking your baby,’ I heard someone say. I woke up not knowing where I was. I tried to tell them I was in pain, but couldn’t talk.’
‘We arrived at the hospital, mom had slipped into a coma. My phone rang, I was relieved to hear my husband’s voice: ‘It’s stage IV pancreatic cancer. I’ve got 6 months. I’m a dead man walking.’
“My knees hit the ground. I crawled toward my mother who had always been my source of strength. From beneath her hospital bed, I screamed, ‘Mom, I need your help! Wake up!”