In her first blog post, read about how Lyndy marked a special, but heartbreaking milestone – her precious son, Thomas’s 18th birthday.
This
year marked a very special time in my life, I turned 50 and my precious son
Thomas turned 18. I will tell you a little of my story. Thomas Bowden was born
on the 20th August 1997. Unfortunately Thomas was diagnosed with HRHS, a
condition where the right ventricle of the heart is underdeveloped and Transposition
of the Great Arteries (TGA) at 26 weeks gestation.
The specialists
all believed that Thomas would survive, but would require surgery. Thomas was
born by C-section in our small hometown of Hobart Tasmania. He looked a picture
of health, 9lb 15 oz of pure joy.
However,
not long after he was born things started to go wrong. Thomas was placed on a
ventilator and flown 600km away by air ambulance to the Royal Children's
Hospital in Melbourne for treatment. On day 3, Thomas underwent a 10 hour
surgery, the first of what was to be many surgeries. For 24 hours following
Thomas heart surgery things went so well, he was placed on at least 20
different machines doing so many different things to keep him alive.
Day 4
brought with it a special celebration. When I arrived at Thomas's bed that
morning there was a special card saying "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY LOVE
THOMAS", what a beautiful gift. The day went along smoothly until around
dinner time when suddenly machines started to beep everywhere. Doctors were
called but in my mind I still believed everything would be okay. More machines
beeped and alarms went off. Code Blue is called and people come from everywhere
to try and save Thomas's life. I paced, I cried, in my mind I screamed, how
could I stand here and watch this happen to my child, my baby. This will always
be something I later regret, I left the room. I was placed in a small room for
what seemed like an eternity but in reality probably was not. I remember the
Doctor entering the room but still to this day I cannot remember him telling me
Thomas had died.
For all
I remember is that sound, the sound that came deep from within me, the sound of
my heart breaking, the sound that only a parent who has a child die can truly
understand.
When I
returned from Melbourne a friend told me about Sands. I needed to be able to
talk with people who understood my pain and what my journey would now be like
without Thomas in my life. Over the past nearly 18 years Sands has been by my
side, supporting me and acknowledging that grief is a lifetime journey. Sands gave
me hope and understanding.
Over
the years, I have thought about long and hard about what I could do to mark
this very special but heartbreaking birthday. I could have organised a party,
or had a special dinner but I needed to do something that had meaning, something
that could make a difference, something that allowed others to celebrate
Thomas’s life.
I came
across a site called Everyday Hero. The title of the page resinated with me,
for Thomas is my hero, I am the person I am today because of Thomas’s existence,
however brief it was.
I
decided that I would seek donations for Sands in memory of Thomas’s 18th
Birthday. Setting up Everyday Hero was so easy, I needed that, I didn’t want
anything complicated for me or for the people that were going to donate. I was
not sure how it would go but set a target of $500, sent the link to all my
friends and family and was truly overwhelmed with the generosity by my loved
ones, and even people that I didn’t know. Together we raised $798 for Sands. To
me this page meant so much, to be able to give back to Sands in memory of my
beautiful son. There are no words to describe how this felt, but I will say I
felt privileged that Thomas meant so much to so many people.
A poem for Thomas:
In
the quiet of the night I remember like it was yesterday..... and as the tears
fall softly down my cheek I think of how you felt in my arms and how you smelt like the
sweetest spring day..... the bond between parent and child is so powerful...I
wish beyond wishes that things were different but as a wise person once
said...." When you accept what has happened, you aren't acknowledging that
it is okay but rather, that you know you must find a way to keep growing and
living - even if you don't feel like it...Don't let grief be your constant
companion...Realize that your grief is born out of unconditional love for your
child and rejoice in that love which will never end... Embracing life again is
not a sign that you have stopped missing your baby, but an example of a love
that is eternal"
♥ I
love you and miss you Thomas Anthony Bowden ♥
20/08/97
~ 24/08/97
Thank you for taking the time
to read about my Thomas. If you would like to create a tribute page for your
baby like I did, click on the link below and sign up.
https://www.everydayhero.com.au/event/Inmemorysands
Lyndy
If you require support after reading this blog please contact
Sands on 13 000 72637
Heartfelt wishes
ReplyDeleteLove your poem for Thomas, Lyndy. Thank you for your support a year ago when I lost my baby Hope. Big hugs to you and take care yourself.
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