Throughout my entire life, I always expected my mom to be that one untouchable thing, which the universe would never hurt.
My sister and I grew up with her as our single parent and we are all three extremely close, connected, and have the most indescribable love for each other. Growing up with Mary-Jo, as my mother has been something I say a prayer of thanks for; every morning I wake up and every night I go to sleep. I truly believe that soul mates are not always the people you fall in love with romantically, but sometimes when you’re as lucky as I am, your soul mate is a family member, or maybe even a friend. My mom is my soul mate. This being said every challenge she has experienced, every joy I have received, every triumph she has prospered, and every tear I have cried we have both been right there with each other doing it together. When I walked into the emergency room I no idea of the seriousness of her accident, I thought maybe she broke I minor bone. Nothing in life could have prepared me for what I was about to see. She was strapped to a stretcher her head was fastened with medical tape so her spine could remain still, she was covered in hospital blankets and an oxygen mask was over her face. Instead of looking scared, she turned her eyes in my direction, and gave me a look that said don’t be scared. Kate my younger sister explained what was going on,” she can’t move her legs, they are taking her for X-rays.” My heart dropped through the floor and the tears automatically poured through my eyes. We waited at the hospital for 4 hours that night, I was able to go and see her 3 times for brief visits. Constantly telling her what exactly is in my heart, “everything is going to be ok.” They determined that it was her C-5 and C-6 vertebrae’s that had been literally shattered, they weren’t quite sure of the damage to her spinal cord. That night they drove her to Cranbrook and then flew her from Cranbrook to Vancouver at 4am.pcitt.