The Black Tree: A Family Reunion...finding pieces of the puzzle

Monday, July 14, 2014

A Family Reunion...finding pieces of the puzzle

Theres is a thing that we do called a family reunion. Where people that are related come together and update news, photos and other things. For some it is a tradition and for others it is just something to do. This year marks the first family reunion that I had gone to in a long, long, long time. I really had a ball! I was able to catch up on new and old things. This was a place that was paradise to me!!...gathering family tree information. I think I spent more time gathering information than I done meeting new faces and greeting old ones. I cannot express enough the joys of finding pieces of the puzzle. I cannot upload any pictures because I don't have permission.

There was one thing that I gathered from a newly met family member (courtesy of him and him ONLY), that was a great deal of information to me and other family members that are reading this Blog post.

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About Me

Hello Family Tree Researcher, my name is Jacqueline Joyce Thomas (born to Gene E. Thomas and Brendel Joyce Lewis) of Texas in '67 . I began doing my family tree search when my son (C. Hicks) was born. He was unfortunately born with Nephrogenic Insipidus Diabetes. When he was two weeks old I could not get him to take his formula, the only thing he would drink was water. We took him to the local emergency room, where the hospital staff spent hours doing test after test and the end result were "we are still uncertain of what is wrong with your son". My heart fell to pieces. The next few days, still nothing. Finally on the forty-fifth day of his prolonged stay , they decided to care flight him to a Children's Hospital where it still took nineteen days for the final results and even then they were not sure. The doctor came into the room with his long white doctor's coat and his glasses hanging from his nose with the final thought (not answer). Ms. Hicks (at the time), "could you have a seat?" My thought was, okay then comes "is you son mixed with Caucasian?" My reply with anger and confusion in my heart was, mixed, with who?...not what but who! And not that I was cared or anything, I have mixed nieces and nephews. Then he went on to explain to me that "that type of diabetes was uncommon, and that it only occurred in every three thousand children" annnnndddd'ah-Rah...here is the killer..."that it only occurred in Caucasian males." Gathering my thoughts and physical seemed to be out of the question. It was not until he turned four years old that I begin getting more and more curious. So next to my son being born with a rare type of diabetes that only (according the doctor) in Caucasian males and me being adopted, I became one curious Sista'. The search began.