I worked for several years in a
dialysis unit. A dialysis unit is the place where people go when
their kidneys stop functioning. If they do not take the
treatments their bodies are poisoned by the waste it can't pass
and those people die. The treatments vary most of the time
patients run for 3 to 4 hours, three times a week. The patients
are attached to a machine and their blood is filtered. It is not
a pleasant treatment and it can be painful.
The story I am about to tell you is
true. I cannot reveal names, but I can give details.
One such patient was a young boy.
When I first met him he was twelve years old. He had been on
dialysis the better part of his life. His kidneys were not
working from birth. The physicians informed his mother that he
would die and not survive. Treatment was started and the baby no
one believed would live, did live. He went through two kidney
transplant over a course of several years, but the condition he
was born with destroyed the donor kidneys.
He was the brightest star in God's
crown. He had the faith and kindness that I envy. He always had a
smile, a kind word, and the wonder which only children possess.
He was not a normal child. He grew old quickly and he was very
wise for his age.
I spent five years with him. He went
through numerous surgeries and serious complications, yet he took
it all in stride. I do not think given the circumstances I could
have done as well.
He taught me how to play cards and I
actually got pretty good at some of his video games. Each day I
saw him he looked more haggard, but he accepted what was tossed
at him and went on.
Only once toward the end of his life
I did hear him ask, "Why?"
The fact that a baby with no hope of
survival, did survive is a miracle unto itself, but for him to
reach manhood and hold true to his faith is the real miracle. I
have never experienced the pain and suffering he underwent and I
ask God "Why?" rather frequently.
He is with God now and I know he is
waving at me with that smile I came to love. You might not
perceive this to be a true miracle, but I beg to differ. He lived
to be eighteen years old and touched the hearts of so many people
when in fact he shouldn't have lived past birth. If that isn't a
miracle then tell me what is.
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