Colorado toddler set to die on Friday – devastated family give heartbreaking update

A young family in Colorado is facing an unimaginable loss, preparing to say goodbye to their baby boy after a sudden illness turned their lives upside down in a matter of days.

Their son, Alastor, just over a year old, had always been full of life—happy, energetic, the kind of child who quietly becomes the center of a home without anyone realizing how much space he fills until everything changes.

For his parents, Eric Ryan and Maegan Coffin, that change began on what should have been an ordinary morning.

On January 9, Alastor woke up congested and struggling to breathe. It looked like something many parents recognize at first—a respiratory illness, uncomfortable but manageable. Concerned, they took him to an emergency department in Northglenn, near Denver, hoping for reassurance and treatment.

Instead, they were sent home with medication.

When his condition didn’t improve, they rushed him back.

That was the moment everything shifted.

After an X-ray, Alastor stopped breathing.

Doctors worked quickly to intubate him before transferring him to another hospital, but by then, his mother believes there may have been a critical period where he was without oxygen. That possibility now hangs heavily over everything that followed.

In the days that came after, hope slowly gave way to a devastating reality.

Alastor was later declared to have no brain function.

For any parent, hearing those words is unimaginable. But for Eric and Maegan, the pain deepened even further when their other children chose to be present during the brain activity test—a moment meant to provide answers, but one that instead shattered something in all of them.

“My other children wanted to be there for his test… and watching them each break down destroyed a part of me,” Eric shared. “None of them deserved this.”

In the midst of grief, the family has been trying to hold onto memories of who Alastor was in the short time he was here.

A joyful baby. A bright presence. The heart of their home.

At the same time, they have been searching for understanding—trying to piece together how a child could go from a manageable illness to such a devastating outcome so quickly.

Doctors later identified that Alastor had been infected with Human metapneumovirus (HMPV), a lesser-known but increasingly reported respiratory virus. Combined with croup, it can cause significant airway swelling, making breathing extremely difficult—especially for infants.

Medical experts, including pediatric infectious disease specialists, note that HMPV can resemble illnesses like RSV, sometimes progressing into more serious complications such as pneumonia or bronchiolitis.

Still, for the family, the medical explanations have not eased the deeper questions.

They are now considering legal action, questioning whether more could have been done earlier—and whether critical decisions were made too quickly once their son’s condition worsened.

There have also been moments during this ordeal that added to their pain.

Eric described being briefly denied access to his son in intensive care, despite having been by his side every day.

“It’s like he almost didn’t believe me… I haven’t threatened anyone here. I haven’t even raised my voice,” he said.

Although he was eventually allowed back in, the experience left a lasting mark during an already unbearable time.

Now, as Friday approaches, the family is preparing for their final moments with Alastor. His organs are still functioning, his body still present—but the part of him that made him who he was is gone.

“I just want all of this to be over already,” Eric wrote.

Those words carry a quiet exhaustion—the kind that comes not from giving up, but from enduring more pain than a person ever thought possible.

Around them, support has grown. Friends, family, and strangers have come together, offering comfort and helping ease the financial burden through a fundraiser. It doesn’t change what’s happening, but it reminds them they are not completely alone.

Alastor’s story is a painful reminder of how quickly life can change, especially for the youngest and most vulnerable. A simple illness can turn serious without warning, and for families, the line between routine care and emergency can blur in an instant.

More than anything, it highlights something harder to put into words—the strength it takes to sit beside a child, knowing you are about to say goodbye, and still choosing to be there.

In the end, that presence becomes everything.

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