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A little bit of history.....

 

For over 26 years, we called a quiet corner of rural Northern New Jersey home, tucked into the woods on a few acres.  Our spacious home was more than enough for the three of us: my husband Hutch (John as his family calls him), our son Christopher, and me.  It took work to keep it up, lots of blood, sweat and tears went into our home, but we loved what we built.




Until.......something horrific happened that would change our lives forever.....  

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I was enjoying lunch with my parents in Pennsylvania one Saturday afternoon in April 2016, when I received a call from Christopher.  His voice filled with concern. "Dad fell a couple of times and is now in the emergency room." The news hit me like a shockwave, instantly replacing the enjoyable afternoon with a surge of anxiety. The drive to the hospital, an hour away, felt agonizingly slow, and when I got there - the sight of Hutch – agitated and confused, insisting he didn't belong there – was deeply unsettling.

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We spent the next few hours in the hospital and slowly Hutch started to deteriorate.  He was feeling very strange - strange like something was happening to his body.  He couldn't explain it.  His legs were getting numb and his arms felt tingly.

The hospital conducted a few tests and uncertain what the cause of this was at the time, they admitted him. I stayed with him that night, trying to calm his fears and reassure him he was ok, but I was wrong.

My family was by our side the whole time. I can't tell you how much I needed them, especially my mom. She is a retired nurse and knew just the right questions to ask when I couldn't form a coherent sentence. She was my rock!