September 7, 2009 was the day my life changed forever. The first part of my story will be told from the recollection of others the story may be incomplete because my husband, who is a major part in this story, does not like to talk about this. It is simply too painful. It is easier for me because I don't remember. I am almost a third party to the entire experience.
We were at home in Charlotte, NC, patiently awaiting our "Labor Day". I was 9 months pregnant, just 2 days shy of my due date. I was sleeping on the couch because I was simply too tired to go up the stairs. I told my husband to go upstairs for a good night sleep because we wouldn?t have too many once the baby was here. Well, he did not listen to me and stayed downstairs with me. I am so thankful he did. Arnie heard me struggling, and before he knew it I was blue. I wasn't breathing and I had no pulse. Arnie placed me on the floor and called 911. He started CPR. After what seemed like an eternity the resc... read more
- Amy Jones Charlotte