We are families whose children developed cerebral palsy because of medical errors and child birthing problems that could have been prevented. We are here to share our stories and provide information about cerebral palsy, treatment for cerebral palsy, causes and diagnosis, and the legal issues surrounding our cases. We welcome your questions and stories as well.
I’m now a single mom with three kids. Jordan is my youngest. I gave birth to Jordan in a Tennessee hospital in 2005, and that day changed my life. Since I have diabetes, I was going to a specialty clinic for high-risk mothers and having the non-stress test done twice a week. When Jordan’s test at 38 weeks showed he wasn’t moving in response to the buzzer (acoustic stimulator), they put me in a wheelchair and took me to the hospital for delivery. . . .
Rachel, the grandmother of a young boy with cerebral palsy, shares the story of her grandson’s difficult birth. After the mistakes made by hospital staff, her grandson Jakob did not get the oxygen his brain needed. This is their story of success and how attorneys uncovered the truth . . .
She was flown to a hospital where she stayed in neonatal intensive care for 39 days. My husband and I took shifts to be with her 12 hours a day. It was there that the doctors told me she had been brain injured and would develop cerebral palsy. I thought, ‘So she’s damaged some brain cells and would have impaired motor skills. We can handle this.’ I had no concept then what this meant . . .
It became an ongoing battle to get what he needed. I was always fighting with occupational and physical therapists, who told me that he would be wheelchair-bound all his life and that it was hopeless to think he could use a walker. So I started educating myself . . .
Our precious son, Bailey, was born on Mother’s Day, May 9, 1999. Unfortunately, what should have been a joyous day celebrating a new life was instead consumed by unanswered questions and worries about what had happened to our new baby . . .
I didn’t hear her cry; she couldn’t breathe. They put a tube down her throat and flew to a pediatric specialty hospital, where she was placed in the intensive care unit. The doctor at the pediatric hospital told us on a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 not making it, Autumn was a 9+. But she was a tough little girl . . .
When I woke up and asked about her, they said they were still running tests. That evening our pediatrician, who was a friend, came in with tears in his eyes and said, “Lisa, we just can’t do any more for her here. We need to send her to Children’s Hospital.” They had just wheeled her in and she looked pink and perfect. I said, “What are you talking about? What’s wrong?” But they wouldn’t tell me anything, other than she was having seizures . . .