On July 16th ,1999...will be a day I never will forget. It started off usual...my mother Jill Hurt Schmidt, age 48 awake me around 5:00 AM to take me to work some 40 minutes away from home (gotta love used cars breaking down). Anyway as she drove me to work, she talked about what she had to do today. Basically she had to be at work at 8:00 to open the educational center for the Dayton Museum of Discovery and then needed to go meet with her director in order to plan the coming years school field trip programs.
Well she made it to the museum and to her car en route to her boss' house. However, within the first mile of the trip, I guess the story goes she began steering all over the road. She was able to park the road in a neighbors front yard and then turned the car off and passed out over the steering wheel. Maintaining her perfect driving record, she left not a mark on the new leased car she was driving. A neighbor shortly found her and called 911. The crew took her to the hospital, where she made her one and only comment " I have a terrible headache".
This comment she had made time and time again over a thirty year period. However the doctors always said that the tests revealed nothing out of the ordinary and for this I truly believe is what caused her to hate going to the doctor's her entire life. After she made her comment, she went into a stage 5 coma. This coma she never came out of. The doctors would only operate on her if you see fell into a stage 3 or lower coma.
On July 19th in the early morning hours, as I held one hand and played with her left foot and one of her sisters did the same on her right side, her numbers started moving in the right direction and the doctors seemed confident that she was making a turn for the better. I decided to go home and sleep a few hours. At approximately, one o'clock, I was awoken and sent back to hospital to find that she was bottoming out and that within the next six hours she would be completely brain dead. Her entire family looked on complete disbelieve. But all came to the same conclusion. She, the honor student, was entirely too smart to live like a vegetable the rest of life. I mean I used to watch her as she watched the Lifestyles channel and cried as actor experienced the same thing she was living out.
Mom i wish you were here today...we miss you...we love you, and let it be known God took you on the same day as JFK JR's tragic death. Jill Hurt Schmidt, June 13, 1951 - July 19, 1999 is survived today by her husband, William, age 62, her children Meredith, age 13 and Matthew, age 20. Her mother Betty, and brother and sisters, Jennings, Beth and Melodie.
Ironically, as i was getting my haircut last month, the lady who was cutting my hair got to talking and found out that her mother had made the exact same comment, "I have a terrible headache", before going into a coma in which she never returned.
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