On October 31, 1986 Ted was in a car accident, and as a result of this accident suffered very severe and extensive�head injuries. �He was taken by helicopter to the trauma center of Pensacola in Florida and there they tried to save his life. �We received a call from the hospital telling us that�Ted had been injured and as the hospital was about 45 miles from where we all lived �we should have gotten there rather quickly. � We were called to the hospital to sign papers authorizing the surgery to stop the swelling of the brain which had occurred with the accident.�� He was hurt at about 5:00 PM but the family did not arrive at the hospital until midnight. Now why did it take us 7 hours to get to a place that was at most an hour away. �Well, I guess when we got the phone call panic hit and we ran around in circles, each running into the other, and going nowhere. We are a very close family and felt that we all wanted to go to the hospital together and so the delay came when everyone could not decide "what to bring" who needed babysitters, who was going to travel with who, and when we started for the hospital �we had to make numerous stops on the way because of each one who had to bring one more thing. �So an hour trip became a 7 hour excursion . � �I believe that a lot of this delay was because subconsciously we didn't want to believe how seriously he was injured and we knew that once we arrived at the hospital, we would have to face the facts and deal with them. The doctors were waiting for us to get there and they were ready to do the surgery to relieve this pressure and may have been able to change what became a tragic ending. �Had we just gotten into the car and went to the hospital and signed the papers that had to be signed immediately the following events would never have happened. When we finally did get to the hospital Teds brain had become so swollen that he was totally unrecognizable and his entire head had turned black. �This is caused by the brain swelling inside of a small confined space, and part of his brain had started to force its way out of one of his ears causing more pressure on the brain stem. �Ted slipped into a coma after the surgery was done, and was in what is called a semi-coma and it looked as though he was trying to wake himself up. �The doctors decided that since he was trying to wake up they really needed to do more surgery before he did wake up and remove that part of the brain that was forcing its way out of his ear and repair �the damage that had occurred there so that the brain could start healing itself. � But what happened then was he was not strong enough to survive the second surgery and he had a stroke shortly afterwards and it ultimately took his life. and though we so did pray... The Lord decided it was time... to take you home that day... The angels that had been there, alongside you in your bed... Lifted you to Heaven, held your hand, cradled your head... Softly whispering in your ear that your time had now come... To meet the Father up above, to join him now as one... Floating in the clouds above, they comforted your tears... And told you we would be alright, the friends that you'd left here... They wiped the tears from your precious face and so gently held your hand... calmed your fears, erased your worry, they did truly understand... The gates flew open to welcome you... to those Heavens up above... And you, embraced so tightly by the Heavenly Father's love... One day, we will meet again and I will feel your warm embrace.... I will see firsthand the peace and joy that is written on your face... When the time comes for the angels to carry me back home... Please be there waiting at the gate, so I won't feel alone... Then at last, together... you and I will finally be... Joined again in Heaven... to spend eternity. By:Leigh of "Denim and Pearls" Walks Softly thank you so much for all your help and support in making this page. |