On June 20, 2012, Clifton suffered a traumatic brain injury. He was flown to Children’s Memorial Hermann in Houston, and the doctors gave Clifton a ventilator, a feeding tube, and blood pressure medications. The doctors pressured me to give up and donate his organs, but I held out hope for my son’s life.
Even though Clifton’s health was improving, the hospital called multiple “ethics committee” meetings to discuss pulling the plug against my will! There were as many as 25 people at each meeting, and most of them had never treated or even examined Clifton. When I tried to ask questions or fight for my son’s life, they said “This is not a courtroom for people to object. This isn’t up for discussion.”
Over these weeks, Clifton’s health kept improving, until he no longer even needed the blood pressure medications! But the administration told me they were going to pull the plug anyway, and there was nothing I could do as they began the 10-day countdown.
On July 27, 2012, I watched powerlessly as the doctor removed Clifton’s ventilator. They told me he would pass within 20 minutes, but my baby fought and convulsed for air for more than an hour. After what felt like an everlasting torture, my 4-year-old son, Clifton, died in my arms.
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