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Post by bookiesbaby on Apr 9, 2008 10:05:59 GMT -5
Kyle Klein was my nephew, my brothers son. He was born Oct. 15th 2003 at Ft. Hood, Texas. His story began when he was almost 2. He was left outside to play with his older brother who was 4 at the time. His tragic accident began when he fell into a fire pit. He was severely burned and was careflighted to the Shriners Hospital in Ohio. His journey had just begun. He was severely burned over his face and most of his body. He was a fighter. He was on life support for almost 6 months and had third degree burns over most of his body. He had a long road of recovery ahead of him. My brother and his wife had divorced and she had the boys. (Tyler and Kyle) He was with her mother the day of his accident. He had a long stay at the hospital and was on life support for a while. Tyler would go in and sit on his bed and talk to him and he would respond to his brothers love. It was truly a miracle that he had survived such a horrific ordeal. My brother took Tyler back to Texas with him and wanted to take Kyle too, but due to being a single parent in the military and Kyle's extensive medical needs, he was not able to. He decided then he wouldn't re-enlist since his time was up, he fought for a year to get his exit papers. As the months went by he began to grow stronger despite his disability, as he lost all of his fingers on one hand and all of the others down to the second knuckle on his second hand. He began to thrive. we got to see him more often as my brother came into town more often because of his treatments. He was such a sweet little boy. I remember the last time I saw him. All the boys (my 2 sons, himself and Tyler) were at my grandmas house and he always talked about the snake in my grandmas tree. Oh, how I miss him. He was such a sweet heart. His mother Heidi had remarried and her husband none of us knew anything about. My brother finally got his exit papers form the military and Kyle's mother agreed to let him have custody of Kyle. He was supposed to come home for Christmas on December 22nd 2006 and he was going to pick Kyle up that day and he would go back with him when he left. On December 14th 2006 my grandma called me and said Kyle had fell and was at the hospital. Little did anyone of us know we would never see that little boy's smile again. He was fighting for his life at Children's Medical Center. My brother immediately came into town and he received the grim news, Kyle may be brain dead. On Friday December 15th 2006 all the family gathered at the hospital to see Kyle. We had no idea of the extent of his injuries. I got to the hospital around 9 in the morning and I sat and talked to him and combed his hair and loved all over him, looking back I should have known because he was so cold. We found out that he had several skull fractures, a broken jaw, elbow, a sever vertebrae in his neck. We would never see him after that day. They did a brain function test on him and we found that he was brain dead. That was the single worst moment in any of my family's lives, we had lost a child who had already came through so much pain and suffering, only to be killed by the hands of his mother and step-father, the people who were supposed to keep him safe!!! My brother didn't want to let go and kept him on life support for a few more hours until he went into cardiac arrest and had to be revived twice. On the third time he said to let him go, no more suffering, he was in GOD's hands. Afterwards I sat and held my nephew and wondered how someone could do this to their own child! I was so angry!!!!! My brother would have had him in a week!!! He would have been away from them and had a wonderful life. His step-father Dennis Hollon has since been found guilty of involuntary manslaughter and he got the max of 10 years. He murdered my sweet nephew and has made my family suffer so much! He only got 10 years!! His mother has also been arrested and is currently awaiting trial. Kyle I miss you so much and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you, I love you so much and I know that you are in a wonderful place, In GOD's hands.
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Post by heidiforever on Apr 9, 2008 18:51:54 GMT -5
Wow...I'm so sorry for the loss of your nephew.
You might want to read MY story...one of my children died from a virus, the other, murdered by her father.
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Post by neverthesameagain on May 27, 2008 23:19:52 GMT -5
Wow Angelalexkisses, I can really relate to your story! It is very similar to mine. My 1st and only son Marcus was born July 8th, 2002. He was more than I could have ever wanted for. I was only 19 years old, scared and clueless about how to be a mom, but Marcus taught me really quickly! He was the best baby. He rarely cried, in fact I thought there was something wrong with him, because he didn't! He was just the perfect baby. Marcus never really met a stranger (other than the short 'mommy' phase he went through, where he wouldn't let me put him down). I can remember when he was right around 2 years old, we would be outside or in the store somewhere and he would just wave, say hi and blow kisses to any and everyone that walked by! He was such a sweet, precious little boy. Marcus' dad and I were divorced shortly after Marcus was born. His dad had visitation every other weekend and split holidays. November 26th, 2004, Marcus was with his dad for Thanksgiving. Marcus went with his dad to his Aunt's house nearly 2 hours away from where we lived at the time. When his dad showed up to pick him up, Marcus was sleeping. I asked his dad to wait for him to wake up, because he absolutely hated to be woke up and he would be in a really cranky mood (he got that from me, lol). His dad didn't want to wait, so he woke Marcus up from his nap. I gathered Marcus' things for the weekend and Marcus was in a terrible mood. I filled his sippy cup and got him a bowl of cheerios and 'special treats'(fruit snacks) for the road, in hopes that he would calm down. I walked Marcus & his dad out to the car and loaded Marcus in, gave him a kiss bye and Marcus was screaming crying and having a huge temper tantrum, screaming 'Mommmmmyyyyy', I can still hear that cry in my head today. That was the last time I saw my baby boy alive. Marcus' aunt had 3 ponds on her property. The story I was told is that they were all outside, (Marcus' dad, aunt & her 3 kids) and then they all gathered up to go inside. Shortly after they got in the house they realized Marcus wasn't inside. Marcus was the youngest child out there (not even 2 1/2 years old yet). I still don't understand how they could have wandered in the house and left my baby, the youngest, water loving child outside by mistake! Anyhow, Marcus' dad went back out to find him and he was in the pond. He pulled him out and his aunt called 911. My ex-husband called me and told me to get there as soon as I could. I don't even remember the drive there. I was 2 hours away and got there in less than an hour and 20 minutes. But even then, it was too late. There was nothing they could do. The nurses were so nice, everyone was really nice. They let me sit in the room for hours and hold Marcus. I couldn't let him go. I couldn't. Finally they told me I had to. I still haven't forgiven my ex-husband to this day, to be 100% honest. Marcus was the center of my entire world. I miss him so much. My life hasn't been and never will be the same again. Marcus would be 6 years old in less than a couple of months from now.
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Post by jania on May 30, 2008 23:05:57 GMT -5
Melody, I am new here and it is quite funny cause I seen this website on a friends page and so I came here and saw this topic that interested me and then I saw your name Melody (Which is the beautiful name of my angel) Which made me read your story about your son and my heart ached for you. We lost Melody to a freak accident which I blame myself for everyday but I guess we all learn to cope some how. Her name was Melody Celestial. I have been listening to that song your son liked all night and it is beautiful:(
I shall post Melody's story one day here but it just takes all my energy and leaves me so depress.
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Post by missingisaiah on May 31, 2008 10:58:26 GMT -5
(((HUGS))) to neverthesameagain. I am so sorry for the loss of your precious Marcus. May you find support here.
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Post by kylesmom77 on Jun 3, 2008 23:25:00 GMT -5
Ok, here goes... I have not posted Kyle's story here yet, I start to and then I delete everything. It is so hard because I still feel like he is still here and if I talk about his death then I start to realize all over again that he is not here. Kyle was my first child. He was born September 21, 1999. He was the most precious baby I had ever seen. He was born at 2:14am, weighed 9'10 and was 21 inches long. He was such a chunk. Kyle has always been so special to me. I was a single mother till he was 6. I turned 21 just a week after I had him so we both grew up together. He changed my life more than I will ever know. Before I had Kyle my life was not totally on the right path but along came my angel and changed everything. See I have always thought of Kyle as an angel sent to me. My sister and I got pregnant right at the same time (not planned) with Kyle and Lexi just a year after we lost our mom to suicide. Kyle brought so much joy back into my life. Kyle was always a wild child, always in front of the group, making people laugh. He was so aggravating at times and now I miss it so much. I always said he was going to be the class clown, and he was just that. Kyle was such a loving child though. I always felt special around him because he loved his "mama". He was always just so loving to everyone. He never met a stranger and he liked everyone that he came into contact with. I want to share a story with you guys about Kyle just to kind of give you a picture of who he was. Last Christmas a conversation came up about what Christmas was really about. We explained everything to him and told him that Christmas is not really about the presents and Santa. We also told him that he should be thankful for what he does get at Christmas because there are kids in the world that don't get anything at all. They just celebrate Christmas for the meaning. He cried and cried and said that he wanted to get up the next morning and take all of his gifts and his santa gifts to the homeless children that don't get anything. He was so serious and would have given everything away if we had let him. Kyle was very into going to church and learning about God and Jesus. He had made it known for a while that he wanted to be a preacher when he grew up. I mean at 8 years old he sat and watched the Passion of the Christ (the whole movie, read it and all). I feel that Kyle would have made such a great change in the world if only he had been given the chance. His life was taken way to early. On March 13, 2008 Kyle got up in such a good mood to go to school. He really always woke up in a great mood. While we were sitting in the living room watching cartoons, waiting on the bus, he told me something I thought was so weird at the time... He said "Mama, I see people that are not there." I was like "WHAT"?? I asked him what did he mean and he said that sometimes he sees people out of the corner of his eye and when he looks at them they disappear. It really scared me at the time because I didn't know what to think. Anyways that is all that was said and then the bus came and he went to school. Kyle got home from school and David met him at the door as always. He tickled him to the floor and played with him for a bit then Kyle went to his room to do his homework and read some pages out of a book that he had got from the library. When he got finished, he came into the living room with Charlie and me and played with his brother for a while. I had put Charlie down for a late nap and started to get dinner ready and Kyle came into the kitchen and asked if he could go over to Jeremy's and play. Before he went outside, he asked David if he could have a pickle and out he went. I never knew that was the last time I would ever see a smile on my babies face... I was standing in the kitchen (I could see out the back bay windows) and I saw Jeremy walk around the back of his house and go inside. Jeremy and his sister walked back outside and toward the other side of the house where they were playing. Then I saw Jeremy walk back around the house again and come toward the front of our house, Jeremy's little sister ran inside. I then saw David run around the back of Jeremy's house. At that time, I knew something was wrong!!! I felt this sick feeling in my gut so I started out the front door and David's friend Harvey came running in and told me to dial 911. That Kyle was hanging in a tree and he wasn't breathing. I was screaming, I grabbed the phone and started outside again and there David was holding my baby in his arms. I was on the phone with 911, running all over the place trying to find someone who knew CPR. The crazy thing was that "I" know CPR and I didn't even think about it... I felt it in my gut when I looked at Kyle, he was gone. His lips were blue and so were his ears and his face was so pale. I still didn't know what had happened to him. A few neighbors and David were on the porch doing CPR on Kyle and then Jeremy's mom told me what happened... Jeremy and Kyle were playing on the other side of their house in some trees. One of them had tied a dog leash up in the tree and Kyle had climbed up and put the other end around his neck. He told Jeremy "Watch Jeremy, I am going to hang myself" and he jumped out of the tree. Jeremy said that they were just playing and Kyle was just trying to scare him. David asked him why he didn't come and get him immediately when Kyle starting saying that and Jeremy just said they were playing. He said that Kyle never moved after he jumped and that he thought he was just playing then too. The paramedics got to my house and worked on Kyle and they worked on him at the hospital but could not get his heart started back up. I will never understand why this happened to my baby!! I just know that I miss him so much!
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Post by wuvmyangel93 on Jun 4, 2008 5:21:39 GMT -5
so so sorry for your losses, both stories of both Kyles are so so tragic.
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Post by gabeandgavinsmommy on Jun 5, 2008 19:22:08 GMT -5
I'm so sorry about both Kyles and Marcus :-( ((((hugs)))
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Post by jessier on Jun 10, 2008 18:00:11 GMT -5
My name is Jessie. I have 3 children. Autumn 8, Faith 4, and Jacob 2. Faith passed away on May 30th, 2008. She had fell on the morning of May28th and hit her head. She was fine after that. Sleepy, but would respond when woken up. Around 1:15pm, I could not wake her up. I called 911 and she was taken to the hostpital. The fall caused a slow bleed in her brain. I will never forgive myself for what happend. I shoul have taken her to the hosptial when it happend. But she was talking and playing after she fell, so I thought she was fine. When she became sleepy, I knew to keep waking her up to get her to respond... so I did. She even ate some lunch right before she went unconsious. This is something I have to face everyday. here is the page from the funeral home. We are working on setting up a permanent page for her. web1.lovinghonors.com/cgi-bin/CompanyInternal?stdout+116+scobeefuneralhome.com+102+4+2147
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Post by missingisaiah on Jul 14, 2008 14:40:02 GMT -5
Just noticed this post. Where has my brain been? I am so sorry for the loss of Faith. You did what every mom would do when their child fell.
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Post by glassdawn2000 on Aug 3, 2008 1:18:57 GMT -5
I got pregnant in August of 2003 after taking clomid. I found out that December 24th we were having twins. We knew one was a boy and the other we could not tell. So I decided that I was going to switch doctors. The new doctor couldn't see me till Jan 11th 2004. So I went to him and everything was fine we heard the heartbeats. Then he said something didn't look right on the ultrasound. It looked like baby B has something wrong with its heart. That night I had some problems with lower back pain and some discharge. So I called that doctor and he said it probly wasn't anything to worry about. That I could come in or wait till tomorrow. So that morning I woke up to find that I had lost a bunch of mucus. I knew then something was wrong. I called the doctor and went straight in. He then found that I was dialated to a 3 and 85% efaced. So I went to the hosptial and they did the ultrasound. This confirmed that I was dialated and the bags of water were in the cervix. It also confirmed something was wrong with Baby B. So they stoped my labor with that Magniesum stuff (yuck). I then left and went home on the 14th so I could go see a speacialist the next day. The doctor told me that Baby B (Destiny) would not be able to make it because all of the organs were on the outside of her body and attached to the placenta. So then they said that they would not be able to sew up my cervix due to nothing there to really sew up because it was to thing by this time. So I went into labor again and that night I delivered Christian and Destiny Li at 22 weeks and they lived only a few minutes. That was Jan 15th 2004. I thought that was the worst thing I was every going to go through. Never did I imagine that it was preparing me more. I got pregnant with my Son Sebastian a month later and he was due January 2nd 2005 but was born November 18 2004. He was in the NICU for only 11 days and did great. He was 4lbs 3 oz and 17 inches long. He is a great little boy and full of life. I then got pregnant again with clomid in Feb 2006.
Keagan Yancy was born on November 21, 2006. The pregnancy pretty much went fine except for me going into labor off and on. But he was born healthy and happy and came home 24 hours after birth.
When he was about 6 months old, he stopped gaining weight, and he had very bad reflux. In August of 2007 he had a nasal feeding tube placed because he started to lose weight. He was 9 months old at that time and was only 11 lbs 8 oz. They found out that his liver enzymes were high and so were his lactic acid levels. A geneticist did some tests and found out that he had 3-Methylglutaconic acid in his urine and diagnosed him with a metabolic genetic disorder.
In September, 2007, Keagan went back to the hospital for a fundoplication and a g-tube placement. During the surgery he mysteriously coded and they brought him back. Afterwards they discovered that he needed a blood transfusion. Other than that he was fine, so we took him home. He then started to see his geneticist, and we found out in November that he had a Mitochondrial defect. They were not able to tell us much about what problems he would have, or if they would ever be able to isolate the gene causing the problem. For a lot of what they were looking for there is either no testing, or the testing is so expensive that medical insurance does not cover it. We were warned that it could take several months to investigate, and we could wind up with no answers at the end.
On January 8, 2008, Keagan was doing fine. He sounded like he might be coming down with a cold; however, he wasn't running a fever or acting too different from normal. My husband came home, and around 6:00 P.M. he fed him and put him down to go to sleep. He woke up around 8:00 and was having problems breathing, and his lips were blue. So I rushed him to the hospital, where they discovered that his blood sugar was 700. This is odd because in this type of disorder the blood sugar is usually low. They put him on a respirator, and that was the last time I saw my baby awake. His heart stopped when they were inserting the breathing tube. They were able to resuscitate him; however, from that point on everything started to shut down, and Keagan passed away around 9:20 the next morning Jan 9th 2008
Through all of this Keagan was a happy baby. He loved sitting and playing with his blocks with his older brother Sebastian. He was so laid back and calm; he smiled and laughed constantly. We miss him so much that words can not describe it. The pain of losing him is unbearable. I know that he is in Heaven with his brother Christian and sister Destiny-Li, but I wish he was here in our loving arms. I long to hear his laughter and see his smile. He is missed by all that knew and loved him
This road has been very hard and still is. It will be 7 months on the 9th of August. I still really can't understand it all.
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Post by Sydneysmom on Aug 3, 2008 17:26:40 GMT -5
(((((Crystal))))) I am so, so sorry about the loss of Keagan Yancy, Christian, and Destiny-Li. I just can't imagine how you must feel to have three of your children leave before you. It's just not right. I will be sending prayers and hugs your way, sweetie. Love, Angela
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Post by missingisaiah on Aug 3, 2008 20:01:22 GMT -5
((((((((((HUGS)))))))))) I am so sorry for the loss of your three precious babies. I hope you can find comfort and support here and that you can have a measure of peace.
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Post by holleigh on Aug 4, 2008 7:25:15 GMT -5
I am so sorry for the loss of your precious Keagen, Destiny Li and Christian.
I understand your sadness all too well. I can tell you that this board offers a tremendous amount of support. Please share your children with us as your heart directs you. We are always hear to listen...
love holleigh
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Post by gabeandgavinsmommy on Aug 4, 2008 19:46:32 GMT -5
I am so sorry about the loss of sweet Faith. It is easy and natural to blame yourself and I think a lot of us do even though it's not our fault. You did what anyone would do. She was acting normal. I'm so sorry :-(
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