I had lots of visitors. My mom's friend from work came to visit me and she brought me an orange colored dog. They brought gifts into the hospital where my mom worked and when I got home, after three craneomies and one surgery to put a shunt in me from my brain to my stomach to remove fluid, there was a huge box of presents for me form every one of my mom's friends and even her employers.
It was hard especially for my mom to know her little girl could die if something went wrong. Waiting during the operations was the worst for my parents, just sitting there not knowing whether their little girl was going to live or die. It was hard for my sister too, being only three years old. Not knowing where her big sister was or what was happening to her. The only thing she had any idea about was that she was the cause of her sister's pain.
After my last operation in November of 1977 I started radiation treatment, and a few months later, chemotherapy. I was on chemotherapy for 10 years. Now I have been in remission for 27 years. I'm so glad to be here. I could have lost my life or movement of my limbs but I am just as normal as I was, a normal human being and I am so glad.
By: Stefanie Tyler