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My name is Pattiann Berton and I answer to many titles, but the two I hold the highest are wife and mom! Like many, I was young and ambitious once and very naïve. With a BS in Education from Penn State University in elementary education, I would boast saying I would be the National Secretary of Education one day. Little did I know God had other plans for me and he surely has led me on a different path.
I was teaching when I met and married my husband Tom. He admired my close knit family and asked if and when we had children would I be willing to be a stay at home mom and raise our kids one day. I always knew in the back of my mind that one day I wanted to be a mom, just like my mom, and very unselfishly I decided to stay at home when the time came. In 1999, we became the proud parents of our first of 4 boys, Patrick, eleven months later, in 2000, came Zachary, only 17 months later came our Brendan, and in 2007 our 4th son, Matthew was born. If you do the math, I had the first 3 in 28 months and 6 years later the last. Times were crazy, fun, tiring, hard, and joyful. Life seemed so perfect. Never, when we made this decision to have a family did we have any idea of what would lie ahead of us.
Flash forward. As the “big boys” entered school they also began to play sports and become involved in school activities. Very much the football crazed family, we suited up each and every night for practice and games on every Saturday through the fall football season. Our boys played youth football for my dad, their grandfather, with 40 years of experience. Naturally, their love for the game grew more passionately each year as did their level of play and maturity. Patrick (our oldest) was a natural. He was smart and intelligent and attacked the game with a level of understanding well beyond his years. Other teams scouted and prepared for the wrath of Patrick both offensively and defensively on the youth football field. At 12, in his final year of youth level play, he was a force to be reckoned with until one awful September day in 2011. Patrick went down on the field and was slow to get up, but complained of leg cramps. An extremely hot day, I thought he was dehydrated, as did the coaches and he returned to play after a brief rest. Oddly and later in the game, he took a hit from behind and went down and once again remained down. The coaches checked on him and he “got his bell rung” and was a little “dazed”. He was removed from play for the remainder of the game. Patrick was mad as hell for being taken out of the game and seemed fine or so we thought.
Patrick was fine for the remainder of that Saturday and Sunday with no complaints whatsoever. He went to school on Monday and our lives have been forever changed since that day. On that Monday, I heard the 5 most awful words……. Mom I Have A Headache! That headache started and to this very day has never went away. Literally as I write this, Patrick has had a migraine like headache every day, all day for the past 7 and a half years. No medicine can take it away. At times completely debilitating, he escapes to a dark and completely quiet room for days on end until the level of pain is tolerable.
