Anthony’s Story: More Living Proof That Your Donations Matter
Last May, 16-year-old Anthony was at a backyard family gathering in Glendale when a massive tree branch suddenly fell and crushed him.
His mother Melissa pulled her son out from under the branch. He was unconscious and the left side of his face was completely crushed. She called 911.
Thanks to your generous support, Arizona’s only Level 1 Pediatric Trauma Center was minutes away at Phoenix Children’s Hospital.
It was serious. Anthony’s brain was bleeding and nearly every bone in his face was broken.
But Anthony was also lucky, because Phoenix Children’s trauma outcomes are some of the best in the country, with mortality rates four times lower than adult hospitals and half that of other children’s hospitals. He’s one of thousands of young patients who have benefited because you care.
After emergency brain surgery, Anthony’s doctors were concerned he might have developmental delays and that he might not walk again.
But thanks to the expertise of his care team and the support of a mother who would move mountains (and a massive tree branch) to help him, he began to fight his way back. Anthony began physical and occupational therapy. He learned how to eat again, talk again, and walk again.
Today, eight months after the accident that could have ended his life, Anthony is on the road to a full recovery. He’s a high school freshman, plays basketball and goes to the gym.
Thanks to you, when traumatic accidents happen, Phoenix Children’s is here for every child. That’s something you can take pride in. Make a donation today that will provide lifesaving care for kids like Anthony who need your support.
On behalf of Anthony and all the patients we’ll see in 2015, I thank you for being there. You are living proof that compassion can save lives.
Imagine you’re 6 years old. After a terrifying accident, you were pried from a car, whisked into an ambulance and rushed to the trauma center at Phoenix Children’s Hospital. All you can see are glaring lights and the faces of people you don’t know. Doctors are urgently giving orders. Nurses are putting a mask over your face and needles in your arm. You can‘t breathe; you’re disoriented, and no one knows your name yet. Your tears spill over and you begin to panic. Then, a Child Life Specialist enters the room. Everything changes.