Daughter’s heartbreaking last text to mum begging for help before fatal stroke

A mum has revealed the last text message her daughter sent to her before she died.

Carole Radosavljevic’s daughter, Niamh, was only 25 when she suffered a catastrophic bleed on the brain and lost her life.

The 59-year-old, who lived with her daughter in Fairfield, Liverpool, received a worrying message while at work on September 6.

“She messaged me to say ‘I don’t know what’s wrong but is there any possibility you can come home, I don’t feel very well’,” Carole recalled.

“I called her and her voice was very slurred so I got cover for myself at work and called 999 immediately.

“She had collapsed and banged her head on the bathroom floor.

“I had given the emergency operators her phone number and they had called her and talked to her as I was making my way home.

“Within half-an-hour I’d got home and found her on the bed.

“I made her comfortable and after a few minutes the paramedics came and took her off to A&E. Of course I couldn’t go with her because of Covid.”

After a couple of hours, Carole phoned the A&E department at the Royal Liverpool Hospital and was told her daughter was sleeping.

A few hours later on a doctor called her to say that they were very concerned for Niamh.

Carole said: “I received a call about 4pm from a doctor saying they were very concerned about her because she was dropping in-and-out of consciousness.

“To safeguard her from choking and to maximise the potential of her body recovering they sedated her. “

Carole made her way to the hospital to be told by doctors that they would be moving her daughter up to the Intensive Therapy Unit.

“I went in to see her and she was already sedated, so I gave her a stern talking to saying, ‘we need you back, I need you back I’m your mum’,” Carole said.

Initially, doctors thought Niamh may have contracted meningitis but a series of tests ruled that out.

The medics decided to take the young woman off sedation, but over the following 24 hours she did not respond very much.

Carole said: “There were times when you would say, ‘Niamh, would you open your eyes, please?’ Sometimes she would but I could sense she’d gone.

“There was no acknowledgement – there was not the whole Niamh there.”

Despite her young age, a specialist finally diagnosed Niamh as having suffered a massive stroke.

Carole said: “He’d identified that Niamh had experienced some kind of tear in an artery in her neck.

“We don’t know when or how, however, this triggered off an overcompensation in her circulatory system to accumulate a huge thrombosis at the back of her brain.

“They were in talks with the Walton Neurological team at Aintree as to maybe transfer her, however, it was deemed that the damage was too extreme and although they did administer some sort of treatment the prognosis wasn’t good.”

Carole and Niamh’s dad were asked if the family would consent to her organs being donated in light of her death, to which they agreed.

Carole said: “We said yes because she had such generosity of spirit and she would have liked to empower other people to improve their quality of life.”

Niamh was declared clinically dead on Friday, September 10.,

She was kept on a ventilator for another day so that surgery could be performed to prepare her organs for donation.

Carole said: “Saturday was like a bonus because we were able to spend it with her and she just looked like she was asleep.

“I wanted to be with her after the operation to brush her hair and that was so intense. I was allowed to lie in the bed and hold her in my arms.”

In her eulogy, Niamh was described as a “whirlwind of joy” who loved to bring people together.

Niamh was diagnosed with ADHD late in her life and her friends have set up a fundraising page to raise money for ADHD charities in her memory.

Carole said: “We decided that all donations raised would go to charities in Liverpool where our daughter shone the brightest. She made some lovely friends here.

“She’d bought a house with her friend Fabian and they called it the hive because of how she was. Her friends called her the Queen Bee.

“She never failed at least once a day to tell you that she loved you. And she would say that to her friends as well.

“The last words I ever heard my daughter say were as she was laying in the ambulance was, ‘can you feed the chinchillas mum, I love you.’ I carry that with me.”