Lessons from a nightmare
February 12, 2008
On Jan. 20 at 2:30 p.m., we received a call that every parent dreads. Our beloved son Mike (Grubby) had suffered a severe brain injury in a skiing accident at Arapahoe Basin. No details were available, but we were told he was taken by Flight for Life to St. Anthony Central Trauma Center. We spent the rest of Sunday arranging things at home as we had no idea how long we would be gone. All that was vital was to get to Denver as soon as possible. We arrived at St. Anthony at 11:30 a.m. on Jan. 22. The shock of seeing our son with all the medical paraphernalia was profound. It was an emotional rollercoaster for the next six days. Without the support of my husband, the Sisters and residents of Yaffe house and the compassion of the medical personnel and the Chaplins at the hospital, it would have been unbearable. On Jan. 28 an order was signed to have “Grubby” removed from life support. He was breathing on his own and looked so perfect we could not comprehend the reason for this decision. Grubby passed away on Jan 31. Our only consolation is the knowledge that Mike had been given to Jesus Christ through his Baptism as an infant and his confirmation of faith as a teen. This assures us that he is at home with his Heavenly Father, at peace in a perfect body and that we will see him again. Until then there will be a hole in our hearts. We will never hike with him, confide in him or hug him again here on Earth, but our faith assured us that he is at home with his Savior, at peace. Grubby has climbed a mountain much higher that any here on Earth and summited. With the Christian love, prayers and support of our many friends and family, we will heal and make it through this tragedy. Our hearts ache for his little daughter, Kaileen, who can’t understand where her Daddy went and why he isn’t there for her. Please, if you haven’t filled out and signed a medical directive or living will, do so. This will save your loved ones the pain we had to go through. May God bless you all.