Carter's Page

Welcome to Carter's Web Page. We'll keep this page in honor of our angel.
3/19/01-8/03/06


Carter was born in March of 2001 with the birth defect gastroschisis. Complications sent him into intestinal failure. He suffered from short bowel syndrome, recurrent line sepsis, and thrombosis (clotting of his veins). Carter eventually endured three intestinal transplants... a very successful living related small bowel transplant, another unsuccessful living related transplant and an unsuccessful cadaveric transplant. Carter's first transplant allowed him to enjoy a great quality of life and allowed us to create a (however brief) lifetime of really wonderful memories. We'll always be thankful for that opportunity. After a long hard battle, Carter finally passed away at home in the arms of his Mommy and Papa. He flew to heaven on August 3rd, 2006.

To read about Carter's first transplant experience, and to read more about living related small bowel transplantation/Carter's transplant pals, please click on the links below.

The following non-profit groups really helped us along our journey. If you're ever thinking about donating to a charity, please consider:

www.caringbridge.org
www.mykidpower.org
www.rmhc.org
www.edmarc.org
www.chkd.org
www.cota.org
www.wish.org

Journal

Saturday, May 23, 2009 10:35 PM CDT

I wake up to see you Standing in the morning light.
I reach out to touch you,
But all that I get Is a memory, and yet, I feel you are near
But my vision's not clear.

Yet I have your image always in view,
I'm forever thinking of you.
I feel you watching me Quietly in the morning light.
I try to find some peace of mind
In knowing you're where You don't have a care.
I take comfort that You no longer have

To keep living in a world full of pain,
But I ache to see you again.
On rainy days I sit and think of our lost years,
The times we spent apart just fill my eyes with tears,
But fields of wild flowers and yellow butterflies
Remind me of you and make me smile.

I walk in to your room And stand there in the morning light.
I cherish the memories:
Your robe on a hook,
The pictures you took.
I can smell your perfume
On the clothes in your room.

Everything I see makes your loss hard to bear,
I see you everywhere.
I live now in a still world Listening in the morning light.
I strain to hear a familiar voice
But all that I hear Is the sound of my tears.
Then from a far place
Comes the slightest trace
Of your voice saying, "I'm all right, you see,
and I always will be."

~In The Morning Light
by Yanni

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