What Do A Mother Do? The Shakil Williams Story!

By Sharnel Williams

Author Sharnel, son Shakil Williams was diagnose with leukemia (a form of cancer), back in 2005 at the age of 11. Shakil passed away from leukemia at the age of 12, two days after his birthday. Read my story and Share my pain. If you know someone, who was touch by cancer. Tell them they are not alone.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sharnel Williams
• Release date: Apr 11, 2014
• ISBN: 9781496194268

Sharnel Williams

Author Sharnel; born & raise in Newark, NJ. I'm a wife, mother, writer and grandmother. I'm currently working on my third book. Called I'm Black, He's White (fiction). I have 2 non-fictions out now. "What Do A Mother Do? The Shakil Williams Story" and "A Mother's Worst Nightmare, Read Our Story, Share Our Angels". My goal is to reach as many people with my stories, especially my non-fiction ones.

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MY SON SHAKIL LENNEL WILLIAMS was born in Newark, New Jersey.

On December 16, 1993, that day a star was born into the arms of Sharnel Williams-Brown and Kevin Brown. That was one of the happiest days in my life. Just watching him grow up was amazing to me, the things that he did back then. I really miss him, you will never know. When I found out, I was pregnant with Shakil, I was so happy. At the same time, I was scared. The year before, I had just had a (stillborn). WOW! I remember that as if it was yesterday. It was around three in the morning, and I could not sleep. My stomach started getting tight and I started rubbing it. It was so strange, just the tightness in my stomach. That was a feeling I never felt before. My doctor appointment was just in a couple of hours. I was getting nervous. I usually feel the baby moving around that time. My stomach, still was feeling tight, once I got out of bed. It felted as a knot was in my stomach. My due date was July 9th 1992.

On my way to the doctor, I am nervous now. As I walk, into the building, I caught a headache. The nurse called me into the examining room; she asked me. How I am doing? I explained to her that my stomach was feeling tight. She took my blood pressure and temperature. Then she gave me a gown and told me to put the gown on and the doctor would be in shortly. The doctor enters, the room, and asks me. Is your stomach feeling a little tight? I responded yes! She asked me to lay down on the table, so she can listen to the baby heartbeat. She poured the cold gel onto my stomach and started moving the instrument (monitor) around to listen to the baby heartbeat. She was moving the monitor back and forth, side to side. Then something strange happened, she said I‘d be back. When she returned, she had two more doctors with her. All three of them were trying to find the baby heart beat, which I did not know at the time. I knew something was wrong when she came back in the room with not one doctor but with two doctors. My doctor steps out the room, with the two doctors, and said I will be back. I am saying to myself, what is going on?

My doctor enters the room again and looked at me and said, I am so sorry. I asked her what is wrong; she said we could not find your baby heart beat. I just looked at her and said what! She explained to me, that’s why she brought in the other doctors, so they can try to find it. Therefore, she was telling me, my baby was dead inside of me. I was nine months, this was my due date 07/02/1992. I was thinking, how was I am going to tell my baby father (at the time) that the baby was (stillborn). So another question came to my mind, is how they are going to get the baby out of me? I started crying and asking God why? Therefore, the nurse said I‘d give you a minute. Once, she came back into the room. I ask her how they were going to take the baby out of me. Now what was going through my mind was a C-Section. She looked at me and said you will have to give birth the normal way. I responded, the normal way, yes! Through my vagina, she started explaining to me. That I will go through normal labor pains. Now you know I am looking at her as if she is crazy/student. You know the students that always walk around with the real doctors. The doctor broke my water; it seems like as soon as my water broke, I started feeling the pain.

I was really going through labor, Yelling! And Screaming! I was going through it. I do not recall ever, saying take it out. Oh! I had a baby girl; her name was (Varshey). That is a pretty name for a girl. Therefore, you see why Shakil was so special to me. That night I went into labor with Shakil, I went to the hospital. They checked me out and said I can go back home, it is not time. I was only three centimeters; well it did not feel like three. So I left and went back home, I was so hungry. They told me not to eat anything, while you are in labor. She told me, because I can make a mess if you know what I mean. That night I went into labor, the pain a woman go through having a baby. I thought at one time, labor pains were a woman worst pain. I was wrong; losing a child is a woman worst pain. I remember being in labor;

Screaming and holding, on to my boyfriend hand. Guess what, the words that came out of his mouth. Why are you screaming? Didn’t you go through this before? I replied, yes I did, and