“She goes unconscious. My mother is holding her scalp to her head, screaming for a knife, towel, and scissors to cut her loose. My aunt is calling 911. Everyone is coming in and out of the room trying to figure out a plan. The world stops. I’m terrified to turn around.”
‘I heard a scream. The engine shut off. ‘Mommy, I’m scared!’ Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head. Time stops. I drop to my knees. ‘Lani, my baby girl! Please wake up!’
‘Life changed in a heartbeat. I dropped to my knees on the kitchen rug, a horrible sensation ripping through my nerves. My skin felt like it was trying to harness golf balls wildly in my veins.’
“I had never been a ‘sick’ person. I had only gone to the hospital for labor. I didn’t even have a cavity! Now, my kids were crying. My husband was on the phone with 911. I froze. ‘It’s happening again,’ I screamed. My arm moved wildly on its own. Everyone began to scramble.”
‘What did I do wrong to cause this sweet blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy to suffer like this?’ He woke up so smiley that morning. My husband and I were silent. ‘It’s time,’ the team said. The doors shut behind him.’
“Ten minutes went by…then 30 …then 45. I was in a total panic. Instead of the screen showing he was waking up from anesthesia, it said he was still in the O.R. There was a look of concern in his surgeon’s eyes. ‘For some reason, half of his skull expanded faster than the other.'”
