Stories of Lost Grandchildren
My Prince Charming
by L., Dawson Creek, BC, Canada
Two weeks before his birth the terrible news arrived that my grandbaby had a heart condition. The heart condition was named Hypo-plastic left heart syndrome. My world came crashing down, no longer was I awaiting the birth of a healthy baby but now the birth of a child who many not even survive childbirth. My beautiful little prince charming was born on December 19. He was absolutely beautiful. From his physical appearance you couldn't tell he was sick, he looked healthy, he acted like a normal infant. I kept thinking the doctors are wrong this beautiful little man can not be sick, he'll prove them all wrong. For 11 days I had the pleasure of holding him in my arms, loving him, cherishing him, singing to him, telling him each and every moment how much I love him. Then the dreadful night that I had prayed for so long not to happen happened, my beautiful little prince charming was given his first oral injection of morphine and I wasn't ready to let him go. 26 hours after his first morphine injections prince charming gasped for air for the last time. We buried my prince charming a few days later. An innocent child layed in a blue casket and the pain is unbearable. I have not nor will I ever recover fully from such a tragedy. I being a grandma should have never outlive my grandson. Why didn't God take me and leave prince charming to grow up with his mom, dad, and big brother.
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