“Mommy, I am sick” Every time Vic opens her eyes she utters these words.
Vic is running a slight temperature, her heart rate is up, she is nauseous and her tummy is cramping. She is deadly pale and looking so old and forlorn.
We all know people who have been diagnosed with a terminal illness and have lived far past their doctor’s expectations. In our own family Leon, our son-in-law was diagnosed with grade 4 colon cancer. Today, mercifully and against all expectations, Leon is in remission and living a full and healthy life.
Why is it that some people die quickly, while others are able to linger or even recover? If it were a simple matter of “willing it” most people would never die. Yet, so many times I have seen/felt that definitive moment when I KNEW Vic would live. Maybe it was a twitch or something – I cannot define “it”. Each and every time when the doctors had given up, the death councillors had been called in; there was that definitive moment when Vic walked away from death. It was almost as if Vic shook her shoulders and made a U-Turn… I could see it!!!
Vic has defied the laws of “dying” many times. Liam, one of the ICU doctors at the Donald Gordon says he wants to write a book on Vic’s fight and victory against death
Faith and prayer may provide comfort and strength, but certainly offers no guarantees of recovery. Many faithful have lost their lives to illness long before they were ready to say goodbye. Wealth, intelligence, good looks, and a charming personality may be great gifts to have, but disease plays no favourites and claims people from all walks of life. The bottom line is that some who are diagnosed as terminal will die, but not everyone will. Some will beat the odds. So far Vic has.
Will she win what we believe to be the final round? Life aka Vicky vs. Death… Ten long, long years she has fought with every fibre in her little body. I sense that she is tired. Ready to concede defeat… She says she isn’t scared. I am! I am scared of facing life without my baby. This is the first exam EVER that Vic has not been studying with the boys. She has always willed them to study. When she was in hospital she would encourage and push from her hospital bed. Now she is not even aware of whether they are home or not…