It was 10 days from Elijah really telling us he was sick, to him passing away.
I would not wish what he went through or what his dad and I saw and felt upon my worst enemy. It was the week before Christmas break started and we thought he just had a winter bug. Our two youngest were sick as well but Elijah never really got over it.
He woke up Christmas morning and just didn't seem happy.....a normal healthy 9 year old would be so happy on that day. He went downhill from there. His grandma took him to the walk-in clinic on the 26th and they sent him to the hospital because of his high fever. I left work and met them there. The worst part of all is, the fact that they had meningitis on their mind. The ER doctor suggested a spinal tap but didn't do one, because he had eaten half a grilled cheese sandwich and drank part of a Gatorade.
Elijah was so stiff
My son never woke up again; 6 days later he was gone. I never thought I would have to go home without him..... I promised we would redo Christmas, and stop at the ocean on the way home. We never got to do those things. Elijah was an amazing 'one of a kind' child. He was my heart..... my first child. And I will miss him every day.
