Hello everyone,
I wanted to give you an update on my son. The past three months have been the worst of times. He is in a really bad way now. My son has suffered so much. All I know at this point is that he was found on the ground by a stranger, I think. Naloxone was administered and he was taken to hospital.
He is in the ICU unit after emergency surgery: a craniectomy. It’s touch and go, but his prognosis isn’t good. I am lying awake at home terrified in case my phone rings and it really is that terrible call we are one way or another all waiting for. No one is able to tell me how he acquired the initial head injury. He may have overdosed and fallen badly. He may have been assaulted again by a dealer. I just don’t know. I haven’t slept and it’s 6am. I’m struggling to move to go shower and get myself back to the hospital. I’m petrified and nauseous. My bravery and strength is gone. I’m numb. My beautiful son is lying in a hospital bed , with half his skull implanted in his stomach and I just don’t know what to do. Nothing will ever be the same again . Not for him or for me.
I know some of you think and pray for my son and I thought you would want to know.
Ivy