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A little boy named Robbie Levine was dizzy and complained to his parents. They took the nine year old to the pediatrician and to a cardiologist. They found nothing.
A few weeks later, Robbie was at little league practice with his friends and his father. He collapsed on the field. His father, a dentist, performed CPR to no avail. The boy died in front of his teammates and his father.
The family lives a few blocks from here.
After all this happened, it was discovered that if there was a defibrillator on the field, that Robbie may have been saved. The family established a charity to raise money to provide defibrillators for all the fields. They've been on CNN and in all the local papers - probably more too, but that's all I know of.
I volunteered to go to some stores around town to get raffle prizes for their dinner benefit. And the mom is in music class with us. She's such a nice woman, but it's so hard to look at her. I want to hug her and ask her a million questions. I keep saying I don't know how she is able to function. My friend Lori says that nobody with kids can ever imagine what it would be like to lose one. Of course I know that. But this woman is so fucking amazing. When Robbie died she had a younger son and a 6 month old daughter. After he died she had another baby, a girl named Riley (after Robbie). She has gone through the unimaginable and she is functioning. She seems to be a great mom and she's clearly dedicated to making sure her son's death wasn't in vain.
I rarely cry anymore...I think that's thanks to Zoloft. Last week I was looking at the website for their organization and I was sobbing. I couldn't stop.
I feel really good about getting stuff for their charity. I'm also donating a basket of tie dyed stuff...trying to keep it gender/age neutral - which isn't gonna be easy. I'm thinking I'll put in a tote bag, some hair stuff, a sweatshirt and maybe a coupon? Any ideas?
http://www.robbielevinefoundation.org/script/index.php
A few weeks later, Robbie was at little league practice with his friends and his father. He collapsed on the field. His father, a dentist, performed CPR to no avail. The boy died in front of his teammates and his father.
The family lives a few blocks from here.
After all this happened, it was discovered that if there was a defibrillator on the field, that Robbie may have been saved. The family established a charity to raise money to provide defibrillators for all the fields. They've been on CNN and in all the local papers - probably more too, but that's all I know of.
I volunteered to go to some stores around town to get raffle prizes for their dinner benefit. And the mom is in music class with us. She's such a nice woman, but it's so hard to look at her. I want to hug her and ask her a million questions. I keep saying I don't know how she is able to function. My friend Lori says that nobody with kids can ever imagine what it would be like to lose one. Of course I know that. But this woman is so fucking amazing. When Robbie died she had a younger son and a 6 month old daughter. After he died she had another baby, a girl named Riley (after Robbie). She has gone through the unimaginable and she is functioning. She seems to be a great mom and she's clearly dedicated to making sure her son's death wasn't in vain.
I rarely cry anymore...I think that's thanks to Zoloft. Last week I was looking at the website for their organization and I was sobbing. I couldn't stop.
I feel really good about getting stuff for their charity. I'm also donating a basket of tie dyed stuff...trying to keep it gender/age neutral - which isn't gonna be easy. I'm thinking I'll put in a tote bag, some hair stuff, a sweatshirt and maybe a coupon? Any ideas?
http://www.robbielevinefoundation.org/script/index.php
