My son Dustin passed away May 10,2010. He collapsed getting out of the shower. He had just turned 18 a week before his death. He has a little girl, who was 8 months old at the time of his death. I was at home home in my room, when his girlfriend came running in telling me, Dustin had fell. I ran in and did cpr, but never got any response. I miss him more than I can handle at times. I listen to the 911 call over and over, wondering if I did cpr right. At times I feel as if I am going crazy. His baby girl lives with me and is what has kept me from harm. I know I will be with him again one day, but the wait is so hard. There was no cause for his death ( as his death certificate says) so as a mom, that is hard to swallow. I wish you could have know him, he was a precious boy to me. I always called him my angel baby and now he fliues with the angels. I have went to councling but I hold most everything in. I guess that's part of grief, I don't know. It just isn't right to bury a child, they should bury me!!!!

Its been 7 years ago that I gave birth to a baby girl and boy. They were premature twins and were sent to NICU right after birth. They were given a 10% survival rate but I still hoped for the best. My son passed away the next day and my daughter followed the day after. There is not a day that goes by that I dont still think about them. I'm still having a hard time dealing with the loss. When my daughter passed away, I was all alone.Her doctor came to me to tell me good news and bad. Bad news being she was falling fast and there was nothing else he could do. I was devestated and alone with no husband insight at the time. So I asked to hold her and they allowed me to do just that.. While holding her in my arms and watching her monitor count down from 100 is was pure HELL! What do I say?What do I do? So I sat there holding on to her hand and talked to her.Told her how much I loved her and to tell her brother for me since I didnt get the chance. It was difficult to watch the monitor count down knowing it was the last time to I would see her alive. I still play this in my mind.. What can I do to over come this? She finally passed away and her father came in the room and fell to his knees with tears in his eyes. And we barried them both together days later.. We have had 3 beautiful children since. But I will never forget my twins.

This is the only pic i got with me in it, i am the lady in gold shirt,second to last in rows with just gals. i also miss doing this kind of stuff.

Dear Dr. Phil, I am in desperate help. I beg you to help me as soon as possible. I am a 23 years old girl and married since 2008. On the first of mars 2012 we got a beatiful daugther. We thought that everything went as it for most people does. But we did not get help i time. They just left me and my husband alone in the room and we called for help 6 times but they did not come before it was to late. And our daughter got very difficult braindamage. I am not my self anymore. I dont know how to take care of my self anymore. I am in i crisis. i cant sleep nor eat. I cant work anymore. I am in desperate need of your help. Since i dont belive in the help here in sweden. They have only cost me damage. Please help me. I beg you help me :( Do something for me. You have always been may biggest idol and always will be.

I have very recently lost my 5 week old baby girl.  She was born prematurely and as such was in the hospital for 25 days prior to us getting to take her home.  She was still very tiny at 4# 11ozs but was doing very well.  While at home she was doing okay however on day #6 she really started to have difficulty taking her bottle.  She appeared to have reflux, a problem our firstborn also had.  We took her to the ER expecting this diagnoses where she began having periods of apnea (not breathing).  She required being put on a ventilator and went downhill from there.  She began having seizures and MRI showed bleeding throughout her brain with damage including her brainstem which controls automatic functions including breathing.  We faced the difficult decision of withdrawing support which we did.  It took 16 grueling hours for her to finally pass.  We are told that most likely this was result of an airborn virus which attacked her brain.  We consented to an autopsy to make sure this was the cause instead of a genetically inherited problem that my son may one day need to consider.  We have had bad days and not so bad days but we are having trouble even imagining true happiness again.  The best medicine is our son.  I have always pondered at how parents overcome outliving their own child and I wish I wasn't discovering it firsthand.  I could have done witout ever knowing.  She will always have a place in our hearts.

My daughter was stillborn. The day after I found out, my outlook on the world changed. I felt like the world owed me something. Though, realistically, I knew it was nobody's fault. But since then, going on 8 years now, I've been such a mess. I have 2 adorable, silly, happy children that I cannot stress enough how thankful I am for them. But I still have that broken piece of my heart that'll never be intact. It's taken a toll on my life so bad. Stressed, depressed, anxiety, OCD,etc. My marriage has almost fallen apart so many times because of it. Because of me. Unhappy, not sure how to gain happiness back, so I look for it in all the wrong places. I just want to be WHOLE again.  Most days, I'm happy, I'm smiling and look at the situation as having a guardian angel, whom I know so very well, overlooking my family and I. But there's those days that I can't seem to function, at all. I just want out of this mind of mine. The memories are bittersweet. I can't seem to let it go. A part of me wants nothing more than to leave the past in the past, but yet I don't want to lose her, mentally. It's a struggle to figure out what I'm doing. Just when I seem to be moving forward in my life and everything is going well, I end up back where I fought so hard to get out of. I pray for all of you that you are able to move forward in your lives and be successful in so many ways. I hope I can be too someday!

My son alexander david was born on aug 30th 2009, he was born sleeping. he would have been 3 years old this summer. it has been a hard road for me to go through the grief prcess. After my ex and i broke up things seemed to get worse. I finally had to move out of where my ex and i lived because the situation was getting worse. 

 

I feel your pain I also lost my son to a drug overdose he had just turned 21 three months earlier. His was determined overdose of methidone. The biggest thing that I seem to have a problem with is that people didn't seem as heartfelt in their actions when it came to the loss of him. I feel it was because it had to do with drugs and not a car accident or an illness. The loss of a child to me, is the loss of a child it doesn't matter how we lost them. It has been 4 years and still seems like yesterday sometimes. I miss him every second of everyday he was my only son.  I have two daughters one older and one younger and life does not stop with a loss . Nom one ever said life was going to be easy and for us that couldn't be further from the truth.

This is a photo of my daughter Tegan who died June 5, 2011 form an uncommon cancer just 2 months after her 18th birthday. Cancer was not her only challenge in life. She also had Cerebral Palsy and Scoliosis and because of these she was in a wheelchair and had multiple surgeries including a full spinal fusion and double hip. 10 months after her back surgery the cancer was found...she was 15.
The doctors didn't think she would survive the year, never mind going into remission. But she did and stayed in remission for 6 wonderful months. Because relapse of it was very high (85%) and her initial treatment was all that could be done, we knew that she was not going to live for much longer. She did for another 9 months. I watched her for 2 1/2 yrs., first fighting with all that she had, then enjoying her cancer-free time and then fill her days as much as she could while waiting for the end to come. I am proud to say that her bucket list was almost completed and that she died feeling that she accomplished all that she could in the time given to her.

I watched her decline slowly, the life leaving bit by bit. I watched her struggle with enormous pain (the tumors filled her chest and covered her spine) that this disease caused. And today, 5 months later, I am still haunted by it. I watched her leave this world knowing that there was nothing that I could do to stop it, feeling completely helpless. As a mother I am supposed to be there to protect my children...how do I do that when there is no protection against this killer?? Every day I walk past her bedroom and a shudder goes through me as I remember her in there. I can only just now look at pictures, never mind trying to look at video or hear her voice...wondering if it will ever get better.

Losing your child is one of the most devastating things to endure in life...watching her go is horrific.

i to lost a child she was 8 months old and got stafococulpnumonia not sure if i spelt that right she was born on my birth day oct 6 2005 she passed away 8 months later to the day on june 6 2006 she was the happyest baby in the world and if it wasnt for my family and my oldest duaghter  i would not be here today it felt like someone killed me i went through the prosses of grief and it was hard i still cry when i think about her but you have to look at it this way you will never forget but you learn to live again i still say i have 5 kids when people ask and to me i do just becuase she dosnt live with me dosnt mean shes not my child shes still my baby girl and always will be.