Hi my name is Rosa and here is the story of my little Hero his name is Rccardo Pio
Riccardo was born in Italy on Sept 24, 2003
He was for my parents and my sister a reason to bring back their smiles and fullfill that emptiness of 4 members of the family left Italy a few years earlier and decided to move back in canda for a better living for us and our kids
Being so far from home and knowing the arrival of little Ricky we were thrilled .....until that morning of Sept 24th 2003.
That morning awaiting for a good news..I was up all night thinking OH MY GOSH...I will be aunt soon of a beautiful boy/girl my mom will be so happy and she will not miss me as much. Around 2am the first phone call were contractions are getting more frequent baby on the way, a few other phone calls have followed as well with the same news..until finally the last one from my MOM telling me that is matter of minutes now and she would have called me back shortly..
Its now about 5am and the phone call......comes right from my sister in the delivery room with the cry of someone that just lost the most important person in her life..I knew right away wasn't a good news. RIccardo was born with several difficulties during delivery and suffered brain damage not sure if he will make it, transferred to another hospital fighting with all his little stranght for a life that was not going to be very nice and sweet to him, every day was a little battle against time, and day after day he beat death. He was kept for about 3months in intensive care and finally he was going home.
Finally comes back home and we all think ok maybe with time is not going to live a complete normal life, but he is going to be better. Little Ricky turns 5 months old and my sister notices that baby has a lots spasms during the day, she doesnt' think of anything at first, spams are not going away and she take the baby to a Kids hospital in Rome where they confirmed baby was affected by WEST SYDROME which brings mental delay and that was what brought my nephew to the stage where he doesnt' keep his head up straight, he is fed by a tube, doesn't walk or talk ( even thou I am sure sometimes he would love to sing with me....the Barney song I can feel it).
My nephew is almost 4years old, never enjoyed an ice-cream, candy, the taste of food and most sad of all...doesnt' even know the taste of water.
We all dedicated years of researching over the internet looking for anything that could improve his life and most of all..STOP OF THAT PAIN he goes threw everysingle day...that painful sounds he makes and your heart goes in pieces thinking GOD please make this stop
One day my sister tells me about a dream she had of austronauts that they were going on the moon and someone in that dream said to her this is the way to go ( believe me I still have goosebumps by writing about this dream) I personally at that time found this dream very strange and certainly with no meaning. Until about 3days later she calls me and she says: Rosa Rosa the dream I found what he meant please call this center talk to somebody they do a SUIT THERAPY and a lot of kids are getting much better the Center is called THERAPIES 4KIDS. Immediately same morning I have contacted the center and yes the dream was a SIGN, a sign from GOD after so many years of prayers God has answered, but now another obstacle "FUNDS"
Where we are standing today.
My sister in Italy decides to have little Riccardo on a blog in Italy called Tiscali trying to raise as much money needed for this WALK OF HOPE. Here is the address if anybody is interested to go and see it www.riccardopio.blog.tiscali.it
AND HERE I AM ASKING YOU THE SAME THING PLEASE HELP HIM TO WALK THIS DREAM. YOUR LITTLE HELP, WILL MEAN TO HIM A GREAT TOMORROW...
My bank in formation is as follow .....please help me......to help my Mom smile again.....thank you...
TURCHIO GIULIA (Aiutate Riccardo Pio)IBTURCHIO GIULIA (Aiutate Riccardo Pio)IBAN: IT22J0306781030000000010423BIC CARMIT3CAN: IT22J0306781030000000010423BIC CARMIT3C
Thank you
Rosa Azzinnaro............Ricky's aunt
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