“If you ask me whether I’m okay, the answer will be as it always is, ‘I’m okay. I have to be.'”
“My heart hurts. I feel ashamed and guilty that my daughter was fighting for her life underwater, drowning, and I didn’t even see it.”
“She went to open the door, but it was locked. I will never forget the way she screamed. My heart jumped in my throat. He was dark purple, on his knees leaning forwards. ‘My baby boy is gone!,’ I screamed. My mom had gotten him to breathe again, but he was struggling. I should have seen these warning signs, I should have known, but I didn’t!”
“My 3-year-old daughter climbed on a treadmill at a relative’s house and turned it on full speed, and then she fell on the moving belt and got caught between the belt and the wall. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion. When I heard the machine come on and then her screaming, I felt like I was running in tar or I had concrete blocks on my feet.”
“I feel 100% that by sharing our story we have saved a life, that’s all that really matters.”
“I see them sitting there taunting me on the steering wheel as I drive, all wrinkly and veiny and old-looking.”
“I’ve never seen a piece of needle that’s broken off and left in someone’s spine. Never seen it. Never heard of it. It’s outrageous,” her attorney said.
“Please pray for us.”