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pediatric cardiopulmonary resuscitation

This chapter could take pages and pages ... but I'm not sure to have the strength to dive back into all the details of this fight too uneven for you. But I needed to summarize some three weeks for all those who wish to know your story ... but also so that your suffering does not be a distant bad memory of a medical team to save the world at all costs.

There was the cardiac catheterization the next day of your birth to try to open the valve a little better but it was not effective and you have almost died two days later. On that day I could take you and your dad too for the only time in my arms ...

There was your first open heart surgery to enlarge the opening of your aortic valve surgery, but your heart is packed and you almost died again. When you're back in intensive care was still open your chest ... I never imagined even it was not possible ... I saw only your eyes, your whole body was hidden under the son, dressings, tubes, catheters, drains ... And only four days later you're back to the block to close your little chest ...
Again, the improvement was not enough to live without drugs or machines and your general condition worsened gradually ...

Then the situation became increasingly difficult to bear for me, for us ... there were many hours of discussions with the medical team to see if we accepted the last response was that we "proposed" development in place of a tube VG aorta ...
On July 21, you went back to the operating room for a new open heart surgery and even surgeon seemed surprised to see you out alive.

But if I felt up to experience moments of unbearable, the worst would happen now. This last statement does thee not save it either, and you continued to go from bad to worse. Your heart is not pumping enough, your kidney that does more and your lungs fill with water ... and you were always there to beat you!
My eyes met yours several times in recent days ... I saw you more and more blue and swollen by edema ... I preferred to die burned alive than see you live this torture.

Until the day you die I have slept, and this sentence of your pediatric cardiologist will never leave me "I understand your concern but you know, having children is a lot of anguish and myself to moment where I speak, my 18 year old son made "Kitesurfing" in Tarifa. I'm 50 and if I lose I shall have no other!
But you have life ahead you! "
(to think in such moments ...)