BRADLEY & BRYAN'S WISHES GRANTED PROJECT
About Us
Our beginning in this mission truly started on April 22 1995, when our first son was born premature. He weighed 5 lb and had to stay in the NICU for 2 weeks with lung problems, but was officially ok.
I was told I had a condition called HELLP Syndrome and it only happened in 1 of 100 pregnant women in the US and not to worry about it the next time we decided to become pregnant. We were concerned since I was rushed to the hospital with that pregnancy because of high blood pressure, liver and kidney failure and possible stroke. Not something you dive right into again.
After 4 years went by we decided to try again in the hopes that situation would not happen again. Things were going well except I just didn't feel right 100% of the time. After 4 1/2 months I lost that baby, and was told not to worry sometimes these things happen and I would be alright.
So 4 months after that we were pregnant again. As soon as we found out we had an ultrasound and everything looked great. I was excited hopefully no bed rest and just a normal everyday pregnancy. Not to be. at 25 1/2 weeks I woke up from my sleep feeling weird. It was hard to describe this feeling of being off, and not normal.
I called my husband who was on his way home from 3rd shift and told him something was up. He let me know that we could go see the Dr as soon as he got home, and to call my sister just in case to be on alert to come to Jackson to get our oldest son if anything was to come of this. We were both sure nothing would but we are planners and you never know.
After getting to the Dr office and going through the normal checks, I heard a lot of talking through the door. I was in a room by myself at the time and could hear my husband saying "Oh no what do we do"
They came in and told me I would be air lifted by Life Flight to U of M hospital and would be put in a temporary coma and to get all of my affairs in order. I would be leaving for the other hospital soon because my body was shutting down and this baby would be delivered as soon as the medicine that was given for its lungs to develop quickly would take effect.
All of this took place, and on the day of his birth I had awoken from the coma for just a few minutes, which was not supposed to happen and told my husband that something was wrong and he had to make the decision to take the baby. I told him that I loved him and trusted in him to do the right thing.
He yelled down the hall for the Dr 's and they came into the room, (they had just been in there and everything had been stable) they did another check and things had taken a severe turn for the worse. I was crashing and so was the baby. We had to be in surgery now.
How could this happen again. He was only at 26 weeks this wasn't going to end well. Why did this have to happen again when I was reassured that it wouldn't.
Our youngest son was delivered fighting. He still today if a fighter trying to do everything the Dr's said he would not be able to do.
It was touch and go with him for years. Ups and downs, near death experiences, and many disabilities.
Through all of that we have become a very strong united family. Defying any and all odds that have been put in front of us. We had to become an advocate for both our children and fight for all of their care.
Our youngest started to attend a special school for special needs children. It is a wonderful school with a wonderful staff. Recently I was made aware of a child in the school who's wheelchair was in bad shape needed repair and the State would not fix it. I was also made aware that many children in this school who are wheelchair bound were being cut off of their diaper supply from the state. How could this be.
I need to do something. I needed to help. I needed to fight for these children.
I came up with a way to financially help and also still fight the State of Michigan on their decision to cut these benefits, yet allow a budget for a courtesy van to travel up and down I 75 to make sure your travel in Michigan was all that you hoped it would be.
WHAT!!! This is insane. I started selling car manuals on Ebay. Jim Waldron of Davison, Eye Associates of Davison and Barnums Salvage in Millington were the first to jump on board and help. The sales manager of Waldron, My cousin Trevor Coleman was the first to say what can I do to help. How can we at Jim Waldron make a difference. As we went through all of the ways they could help I received a call from Cindy Perkins at Eye Associates, telling me she had read Trevors blog on MySpace and wanted to help any way she could.
I was blown away, this was coming together it was GOD's will that this happen. Davison Chamber of Commerce President Carol Cambell offered their services to help in this mission as did Dan Barnum. When I called Dan to tell him what I was doing. He said "come on out whatever I have you can use is yours"
Such wonderful kind hearted individual's willing to help when there is such a need for immediate help with this cause.
I urge anyone reading this website that if you can help in anyway please do so. We need your donated items to auction off to help these kids out while I fight in Lansing to get these insane cuts changed.
I was told I had a condition called HELLP Syndrome and it only happened in 1 of 100 pregnant women in the US and not to worry about it the next time we decided to become pregnant. We were concerned since I was rushed to the hospital with that pregnancy because of high blood pressure, liver and kidney failure and possible stroke. Not something you dive right into again.
After 4 years went by we decided to try again in the hopes that situation would not happen again. Things were going well except I just didn't feel right 100% of the time. After 4 1/2 months I lost that baby, and was told not to worry sometimes these things happen and I would be alright.
So 4 months after that we were pregnant again. As soon as we found out we had an ultrasound and everything looked great. I was excited hopefully no bed rest and just a normal everyday pregnancy. Not to be. at 25 1/2 weeks I woke up from my sleep feeling weird. It was hard to describe this feeling of being off, and not normal.
I called my husband who was on his way home from 3rd shift and told him something was up. He let me know that we could go see the Dr as soon as he got home, and to call my sister just in case to be on alert to come to Jackson to get our oldest son if anything was to come of this. We were both sure nothing would but we are planners and you never know.
After getting to the Dr office and going through the normal checks, I heard a lot of talking through the door. I was in a room by myself at the time and could hear my husband saying "Oh no what do we do"
They came in and told me I would be air lifted by Life Flight to U of M hospital and would be put in a temporary coma and to get all of my affairs in order. I would be leaving for the other hospital soon because my body was shutting down and this baby would be delivered as soon as the medicine that was given for its lungs to develop quickly would take effect.
All of this took place, and on the day of his birth I had awoken from the coma for just a few minutes, which was not supposed to happen and told my husband that something was wrong and he had to make the decision to take the baby. I told him that I loved him and trusted in him to do the right thing.
He yelled down the hall for the Dr 's and they came into the room, (they had just been in there and everything had been stable) they did another check and things had taken a severe turn for the worse. I was crashing and so was the baby. We had to be in surgery now.
How could this happen again. He was only at 26 weeks this wasn't going to end well. Why did this have to happen again when I was reassured that it wouldn't.
Our youngest son was delivered fighting. He still today if a fighter trying to do everything the Dr's said he would not be able to do.
It was touch and go with him for years. Ups and downs, near death experiences, and many disabilities.
Through all of that we have become a very strong united family. Defying any and all odds that have been put in front of us. We had to become an advocate for both our children and fight for all of their care.
Our youngest started to attend a special school for special needs children. It is a wonderful school with a wonderful staff. Recently I was made aware of a child in the school who's wheelchair was in bad shape needed repair and the State would not fix it. I was also made aware that many children in this school who are wheelchair bound were being cut off of their diaper supply from the state. How could this be.
I need to do something. I needed to help. I needed to fight for these children.
I came up with a way to financially help and also still fight the State of Michigan on their decision to cut these benefits, yet allow a budget for a courtesy van to travel up and down I 75 to make sure your travel in Michigan was all that you hoped it would be.
WHAT!!! This is insane. I started selling car manuals on Ebay. Jim Waldron of Davison, Eye Associates of Davison and Barnums Salvage in Millington were the first to jump on board and help. The sales manager of Waldron, My cousin Trevor Coleman was the first to say what can I do to help. How can we at Jim Waldron make a difference. As we went through all of the ways they could help I received a call from Cindy Perkins at Eye Associates, telling me she had read Trevors blog on MySpace and wanted to help any way she could.
I was blown away, this was coming together it was GOD's will that this happen. Davison Chamber of Commerce President Carol Cambell offered their services to help in this mission as did Dan Barnum. When I called Dan to tell him what I was doing. He said "come on out whatever I have you can use is yours"
Such wonderful kind hearted individual's willing to help when there is such a need for immediate help with this cause.
I urge anyone reading this website that if you can help in anyway please do so. We need your donated items to auction off to help these kids out while I fight in Lansing to get these insane cuts changed.
Please help
Call 989.882.5329
Bradley & Bryan's Wishes Granted Project
P.O. box 545
Millington Michigan 48746
Call 989.882.5329
Bradley & Bryan's Wishes Granted Project
P.O. box 545
Millington Michigan 48746