Miracles Do Happen

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The miracle of prayer and the love of a mother.

Submitted: May 03, 2010

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Miracles Do Happen
 
My parents had been trying for years to have a child. When my mother received the news, she was so excited! She began making plans for me for the rest of my life.
When the time came for my birth, the excitement and anticipation was soon replaced with anguish and worry. The doctor announced, “It’s a girl, however, she was born with a heart problem and probably does not have long to live without surgery.” My parents were devastated. How could a day of happiness change so quickly? 
I didn’t get to go home with my mom when she left the hospital. The doctors said that I needed to remain there for observation. The stress of the situation began to drive a wedge between my parents. My mother spent every second of everyday that she could with me in the hospital. My dad had his own way of coping. He spent more and more time in the bars.
After being in the hospital for over a month, my mom was finally able to take me home with her, with the condition that she would take me to the hospital on a weekly basis. The doctors warned my mom that without surgery, my chances of survival were not very good, but my chances of surviving the surgery were about the same. For the first 6 months of my life, my mother took me to the doctor weekly as she was directed, only to hear surgery was by best option. 
My mom did not want to put my life in the hands of people she didn’t know. Instead she put my life in the hands of God. She prayed to him everyday that I would get better and grow stronger. She believed enough for both of us that I would survive. 
Eventually, after 7 months of weekly doctor visits, I began to show signs of improvement! The doctors could not fully explain what was happening. The weekly visits were moved to bi-weekly, until eventually they were monthly. The doctors still insisted that I would not be a normal child. According to them, I would never be able to keep up with the other kids. I would tire too easily. My mom was also told that I would never be able to have children. My heart would never be strong enough to handle the stress of the pregnancy. If I did make it through the pregnancy, then I would not make it through the delivery. If I did make it through the delivery, my child would not be healthy because my heart could not sustain two lives and they would either die, or have a birth defect. 
 
I went through what seemed like an eternity of doctor’s visits, blood draws and being hooked up to various machines. I can still remember the brightly lit rooms, the smell of the antiseptic the feeling of the needle piercing my skin.  Sometimes I would be fortunate enough to get the nurses that took their time and were gentle, sometimes I got the nurses that were rushed and would miss my vein. I spent so much time undergoing these “procedures” that every movement I made became somewhat robotic. By being able to disassociate myself, I was able to ease the anxiety I had. I was able to retreat into a fantasy world where everything was perfect and there was nothing wrong with me. A place where I didn’t have people poking and observing me and speaking to my mom, like I was not in the room that I would never be “normal”. 
As I reached my teens, the doctor’s visit only had to happen every few years due to my improvement. My heart grew stronger and I was able to lead a normal healthy life. 
Miracles do happen, I am pleased to say, and prayer does work. I now have 4 amazingly wonderful, very individual children, and my heart condition…..it is no longer detectable. 
Would any of this have been possible without my mother’s love and beliefs? I don’t think so. She stood by me and didn’t give up on me, even when I consumed so much of her time with doctors visits. Miracles do happen, not just in movies and stories. Miracles are not secret mysteries locked away for only a few to enjoy. Everyone can experience the happiness and wonderment of a miracle, all you have to do is believe and have Faith. 
 


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