The dreaded phone call

We all dread getting that phone call. That one phone call that tells us that something happened to a loved one or that a loved one has passed on.

We all dread that one phone call that has the power to change the rest of our lives forever.

Almost 3 and a half years ago our daughter Kaylie was in a drowning accident. There is no feeling in the world that could describe what I felt on that day. The thought of not knowing how your child is doing or if she is alive, kills you on the inside.

As a parent, nothing will ever prepare you for that. Never in a million years did I ever think that it would ever be possible for our child to fall face first into a bucket of water, filled with chemicals, that was meant for cleaning the windows in the lounge at my grandmother’s house.

Marshall and I were both at work when we got the call. My heart sank, I didn’t know what to do. I did the only thing I knew how to do at that time, I prayed. All I could do was ask God for mercy and begged Him to save Kaylie’s life. All I could think of was that I phoned to speak to her earlier that morning but my mother told me that she was busy playing and that she didn’t want to distract her.

I was just about to leave work when my brother pulled up. He looked at me with tears in his eyes, crying hysterically and telling me that he doesn’t think she is going to make it. He told me that she was already blue, her body was cold, her eyes were turned round in her head and she didn’t have a pulse.

The uncertainty was killing me on the inside and I just wanted to get to the hospital already. At that moment it literally felt like the longest car ride of my life.

When I got to the hospital, my mother and grandmother were sitting outside the trauma unit, crying hysterically. I said to them, where is my child. Suddenly, the doors of the trauma unit opened and I heard Kaylie crying her little lungs out and I broke down into tears saying thank you Lord.

For the first time in my life I couldn’t do anything for her. She was lying there helpless, covered in a silver thermal blanket. Her lips were dry and cracked and she wasn’t all there yet. Immediately, when she heard my voice saying, “Okay, Mommy’s here” and felt my hand holding hers, her cry became softer.

Seeing Kaylie with different wires attached to her little body made me realise how bad her condition really was.

Marshall arrived at the hospital about 30minutes after me and after seeing Kaylie in that condition, he broke down into tears. Nothing prepares you for this as a parent. There are no words that could describe the emotional turmoil you go through when something like this happens to you.

Kaylie was taken to ICU after they revived her and while she was lying there she couldn’t eat or drink anything. This was hard for us to see as parents because she was only 1 and half years old at the time. She was in ICU for 3 days before she was taken to the children’s ward where she first had to eat food and drink liquids before we could take her home.

The Lord knows if I had been the old me, I would have definitely blamed my mother for what happened to our child but I thank God everyday that I became saved 2 years before this happened to us. Marshall however, blamed my Mother for what had happened like most people would and I told him that this could have happened at any time, even while she was with us, so he shouldn’t blame her. We should be grateful that Kaylie is alive and well and that there is nothing wrong with her.

I have learned through this experience that everything has a purpose in life and that everything happens for a reason. I know that God is in charge of giving life and taking life and that it wasn’t Kaylie’s time yet, she hasn’t fulfilled her purpose here on earth yet. I know in my heart that she has a big calling on her life and that one day she will become a mighty woman of God.

I’m sharing this story with you today because I know that there are many parents out there who have gone through the same thing and are struggling with what happened to them. I want you to know that you not alone. We have been where you are today and we have overcome it.

What happened to me and my family, brought us closer together and it made us realise just how precious time really is. Every second we lose of a day, is a second we lose out on life.

Stay true to yourself.


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