Editor’s note: This letter is in reference to the story “Child suffers from a rare illness” that appeared in The Daily Citizen on Aug. 4.
When we began this journey, it was with joy and hope. We found out that we were going to have another child. Though unexpected, we were excited because our life is wrapped up in our family. Too soon, I became ill and began experiencing severe pain. I immediately went to the emergency room where we found out that I had an ectopic pregnancy. I underwent surgery to save my life. However, the loss of my precious child began an emotional journey we are still recovering from.
We began to rebuild, financially, with the help of the Salvation Army, North Georgia Community Action, DOC-UP and my son’s school, due to the fact that we had lost ground in our finances because of loss of work while I was in the hospital and recovering. It took several months, and by July the bills began to be met again. As we settled into the routine of running children, family meals and birthday parties we didn’t realize that this impending danger was lurking and waiting to overwhelm us yet again.
My faith in God keeps me hoping, helps me to rise each day. My love for my children gives me the strength and drive to continue to trust him and know that he has promised to never leave us or forsake us. That said, when I first began watching my youngest son’s decline my heart cried out for answers. The last thing we were thinking of was our bills. Everything became about diagnosing and healing our little Gio. We were back and forth to the doctors and hospitals trying to bring my child back to the bubbly, talkative 5-year-old he was. Each seizure took him further from us.
Finally diagnosed with ADEM (acute disseminated encephalomyelitis), we were able to begin working towards his healing. Time seemed to stop for us. However, it didn’t stop our electricity from running, the days passing on our rent, and the need for food and care for the rest of our children. Coming home to that reality seemed to speed time up once again.
So many people have helped us. We thank Greater Works of Dalton for allowing us to have breakfast and trying to assist us in keeping our electric on. It just seems like the days pass faster than the money can come in to meet the bills. As I look at my beautiful children, I know there is a purpose for us. I want others to know how great Dalton has been in trying to work with our family. How individuals have left food, and prayed with us. I am relatively a new Christian. But, I know in my heart that things will be OK. Our family takes each day, continuing to love each other. I watch the children laugh, run, swing ... and live. And I know that there will be a tomorrow. Wherever we may be, we will still be together. And, for that, I am grateful. I am thankful.
The Daily Citizen was and is such a supportive local paper. I graciously thank them, as well, for telling our story and for caring about my family. The update on my Giovanni: he is recovering, but not fully there yet. He goes back and forth from being 5 years old to 3 years old and has fewer hallucinations, but they are still there. I have high hopes for my little man and I know he will get through it because he’s a strong boy. He has made huge improvements and I know there are more to come.