My Son.. Warren..
a born miracle..
a walking miracle..
a surviving miracle..
date: 8:4:12.. (Easter Sunday)
time: 2:20am..
place: his bedroom on laptop..
age: 28yrs..
hospital: M.R.I.. nearest one..
2 hrs later: Salford Royal: c.t scan..
massive bleed: damaged AVM: central nervous system:
survival rate: less than nil: none:
theater op: 5hrs:
Drs: prepare myself: less than 24hrs:
"we'r very sorry"..
?,! ??????!!!!@ what!! What?? WHAT??!? No.. NO.. my only boy..
(I av a daughter too)..
date: 8:4:12: Easter Sunday..
Time: 2:15am:: tick tock tick tock::
life just as it was.. normal..
Time: 2:16am: TICK TICK TICK::
life just as it was.. normal..
TICK TOCK TICKKKK..
Time: 2:17am:: MUMMMM:
TICKTICKTICKTOCK::
TIME:: 2:18AM: If only id known..
TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICKTICKTICK:
things I would have said.. told my boy..
TICKKKKKKKKKKK TOCKKKKKKK..
TIME: 2:::::20::::AM:::::::
DATE: 8:4:12: EASTER SUNDAY::
DAY OF OUR LORDS RESURRECTION:: TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK:::
Warren... Warren... TICK.. xx
Life:: Time:: Moments:: xx
I have to go now.. I will come back on here real soon..
I must tell you the rest of my story.. as a mum.. x