My daughter had a Brain aneurysm. She fainted at work on June 16 they carried her to the hospital and said she was dehydrated she had a terrible headache and was sick at her stomach. They gave her two IV's and sent her home.
On Sunday the 18th she was hurting so bad and still sick at her stomach, we carried her back to the hospital and they did a cat scan and said she had a contusion. They gave her another IV and pain pills and something for nausea. All week she said her head hurt so bad she could hardly stand it.
Thursday she felt better and even watched a movie, that night her head was killing her again. We call rescue and they said all her vital signs were good and they read the hospital report and said with a contusion she would have a head ache for about a week. The next afternoon we carried her back to the hospital and they were still saying contusion, but the doctor said let me do one more test, he did a spinal tap and found blood. He said he was not expecting that. She went one whole week misdiagnosed.
They transferred her to Atlanta Hospital (old Georgia Baptist). It was about 3 am on Saturday when we got there. The doctor wanted to wait until Monday morning to do surgery when he would have a fresh team there. On Sunday morning about 3 am she had a seizure and they had to go ahead with surgery. She made it through the surgery but the following Tuesday she had double pneumonia this was caused from her aspirating into her lungs from being so sick the week before.
She was pulling through this and on Monday one week after surgery she had a stomach ulcer to rupture, the doctor said it was the size of a half dollar, one of the largest he had ever seen. She pulled through this surgery and on Thursday of the same week they had to put tubes in her lungs and she pulled through this.
Friday was a good day and the doctor said she was not out of the woods but had made a turn. They had her in a paralyzed state and they were going to bring her out of it. Late that night she had strokes and we lost her.
My husband and I have our daughter's nine year old son to raise. We feel blessed to have him. He seems to be adjusting well. I have a lot of good memories to tell him.
Luci was such a joy to be around and so caring of others. Just a few short weeks ago she would just pop in to see what we had for supper or call and see if I wanted to go to the mall. These are the things I am missing, the phone calls just to see what I am doing and if her dad is taking his medicine.
I don't know who I am talking to, or why I am telling all of this. I loved my daughter so much and she tried so hard to live.
Thanks for listening.
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