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There's special angel in Heaven
That is a part of me.
It's not where I wanted him,
But where God wanted him to be.
He was here but just a moment
Like a nighttime shooting star,
And though he is in Heaven,
He isn’t very far.
He touched the hearts of many
Like only an angel can do
I would’ve held him every minute
If the end I only knew
So I send this special message
To the Heaven up above
Please take care of my Angel
And send him all my love.
Weighing in at a whopping 12 pounds at birth, Brody came into this world. He was the most precious baby I could have asked for. We brought him home and couldn't have been happier. At one month of age, he was diagnosed with AML Leukemia. We started chemotherapy. He didn't go into remission initially and the doctors were very concerned. They started him on another course of Chemo. I was told that a bone marrow transplant would be the best course of treatment. Six months later we had found a donor and we were sent to UCLA for the transplant. He sailed through it like a champ. It didn't seem to phase him one bit. We were out of the hospital within a month. The first year out, he had quite a few medications he still needed. He developed Chronic Graft versus Host Disease which made him be on the medications a little longer. By his second year, he was doing great. In November of 2004, the Graft Versus Host Disease had come back. It was very mild though. He went on steriods and was still doing fine. Beginning of January, i noticed he was breathing rapidly. I took him into the doctor and i was told he had Pneumonia. I was shocked. We had been to the doctor's office every week. He went on a ventilator and by the end of the week we were told he was getting better. Then he got a bacteria infection in his tummy. They managed to get that under control, but his intestines were swollen becuase of it. I had this horrible feeling something bad was going to happen. My birthday was January 24 and i was dreading it. Sure enough my birthday came and we got the phone call. Brody was not doing well at all. He hung on all day long. 11 o'clock at night, he went into emgerency surgery, which we were told was highly risky. Right then and there, i got this overwhelming feeling of piece go through my body. He made it through the surgery just fine, but after that, he was not able to stabalize. Doctors did everthing they could. It's pretty heartbreaking when you have the surgeon come in and start crying to you saying he can't do anything else. We cleaned him up and got some hand and footprints of him. My friends and family came in and we said a prayer. I sat down in the rocking chair and the doctors handed him to me. They took out his tube and i rocked him to sleep. Two days later i managed to go to the morgue and see him one last time. I am glad i did, cause he really did look peaceful. I held him one last time and put his face up to mine and told him i loved him.
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