The Story of My Latest Blessing from God In April of 1997 I was suffering from severe head aches. I spent most of the month in bed with what I thought were migraine head aches. I over-dosed on "over-the-counter" drugs trying to get rid of the head aches that were making my life miserable. I had every one at church praying for me, because these headaches were worse that I had ever had and I was really suffering. My doctor sent me for some blood tests and he told me I had "hormonal-dysfunction" and gave me more drugs to take. I spent another month in bed with head aches so bad I couldn't see.. I went to see another doctor and he said it was depression... so he gave me more drugs to get rid of the depression, and I spent another month in bed... Then he refered me to a specialist for menopause. He ran tests-(it was late June by then)- and he said I had a "rapidly- growing" fibrod tumor and I needed immediate surgery. Well the mention of that word, surgery, scared me and I said I needed a second opinion so he sent me to a doctor at Indiana University. This one said he didn't know what my problem was. I told the doctor until I get two doctors to agree, NO SURGERY! He told me to "go home and make out a will!" Thanks a lot! (That is a bed-side manner for you!) At this point, I went back to my original doctor who had cared for me for 24 years and told him my head aches were getting worse. He gave me a physical examination, and when he was listening to my heart he heard a double heart beat... So he sent another doctor in from his group who is a heart specialist. He did a physical examination too, and when he left the room he had this stupid grin on his face... He sent in another doctor from the practice and he looked shocked when he came in... ( probably because of my age). He asked me to walk over to the hospital with him so he could do an ultra-sound. I had never had one and didn't care as long as he could figure out what was wrong with me. When we got over there he said he had had a long talk with the other doctors and that this one test would confirm what he thought was wrong with me. He was grinning ear to ear as he turned the monitor towards me. He asked me if I knew what I was looking at and I said ...no!?!... He told me it was my 6 month along little girl. I know it must have seemed as though I was horrified to him, but is was just plain old shock!!! This just couldn't be the answer--it just was not possible-- I was almost 45 years old, and beside that 23 years earlier I had had my tubes tied, so this just can't be. But as nothing is impossible for The LORD, in fact the impossible He does right away, the simple things are what takes Him a little while. *smile* I have always believed anything is possible with The LORD, but there was just that little bitty doubt, but this convinced me. The doctor's then began running tests, to determine the best way to take care of the baby and I. When finally, the results of all the tests came back they told my husband and I there was a possibility that the baby had Downs Syndrome, and possibly a hole in her heart. My husband and I were devastated, when they told us she had less than a 20% chance of survival. I thought about all the drugs I had pumped into my body over the last couple of months and wondered how she had survived all, but she was still alive, and seemed determined to stay alive. The guilt I felt, over what I had done to my daughter hit me hard. I thought about the hard life she was going to have to endure and it filled me with guilt that tortured me night and day. My husband tried hard to comfort me, but there are just some times when no one else, but The LORD has the answer. This was one of those times. Only He could make things right again and I put it all at His feet and leaned on Him. One of the hardest things I ever did was go to church and admit how I felt, (no one likes to admit that they have done dumb things, and someone else may have to pay for them). Well, they became the greatest support group I could have asked for. My husband and I, and several of my closest friends went to classes to learn how to take care of a Downs Syndrome baby, in the event that she survived. Just when things started to get better, and I began to think that there really was some light at the end of the tunnel the doctor's threw us another curve. They told me I qualified for an abortion on "medical grounds". They told us all the hardships that we were going to have to face, as well as the life the child would have, and told us we had a choice... But as far as my husband I were concerned there was only ONE choice. Life! God had sent us a daughter, and a daughter we would have... My doctor offered to send me to another specialist but I didn't want another doctor, I was staying with him. He said he'd be there for me and he was... The baby was due on December 12, but she came a little early...On Thanksgiving Day I went into labor and my doctor assembled all the extra doctors he thought he would need and we waited 18 long hours of labor.. there are reasons that a woman my age shouldn't have babies, cause the body doesn't work as smoothly as when you are 15 years younger..It was a long hard labor and birth, but the delivery went very normal and I was able to give birth naturally. When she finally made her entrance into the world my husband was beaming as he cut the cord. She looked kind purple, but that was normal for all babies, and she was breathing normally so the doctor handed her to me wrapped in a blanket. I was so grateful to have it over with and to hold her that I forgot to think about what she might have to go through. One of the first things they did was put her on a warming tray and give her a nice bath. They took blood for testing and a specialist that was standing by checked her over. He told us about an hour later that he couldn't find a single thing wrong with her, and was he shocked.. He told us that all the tests would be back in the next 24 hours and that would tell the story. In the mean time she started nursing like a normal baby... hungry, hungry, hungry! The next morning our family doctor came in and at first he look very sober, and then he grinned from ear to ear and told us she was PERFECT, they didn't know why all the tests came back as they did, but I had a perfect daughter with no defects. We are both sure that God must have a special plan for her because she is so perfect. One of the things that the doctor warned me about was it would take my body forever to heal and the diabetes that I had while I was pregnant, might be a permanent condition. Praise The LORD, the diabetes went away, but now I my immune system is damaged, so I catch every bug that goes around. 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The Story of My Latest Blessing from God In April of 1997 I was suffering from severe head aches. I spent most of the month in bed with what I thought were migraine head aches. I over-dosed on "over-the-counter" drugs trying to get rid of the head aches that were making my life miserable. I had every one at church praying for me, because these headaches were worse that I had ever had and I was really suffering. My doctor sent me for some blood tests and he told me I had "hormonal-dysfunction" and gave me more drugs to take. I spent another month in bed with head aches so bad I couldn't see.. I went to see another doctor and he said it was depression... so he gave me more drugs to get rid of the depression, and I spent another month in bed... Then he refered me to a specialist for menopause. He ran tests-(it was late June by then)- and he said I had a "rapidly- growing" fibrod tumor and I needed immediate surgery. Well the mention of that word, surgery, scared me and I said I needed a second opinion so he sent me to a doctor at Indiana University. This one said he didn't know what my problem was. I told the doctor until I get two doctors to agree, NO SURGERY! He told me to "go home and make out a will!" Thanks a lot! (That is a bed-side manner for you!) At this point, I went back to my original doctor who had cared for me for 24 years and told him my head aches were getting worse. He gave me a physical examination, and when he was listening to my heart he heard a double heart beat... So he sent another doctor in from his group who is a heart specialist. He did a physical examination too, and when he left the room he had this stupid grin on his face... He sent in another doctor from the practice and he looked shocked when he came in... ( probably because of my age). He asked me to walk over to the hospital with him so he could do an ultra-sound. I had never had one and didn't care as long as he could figure out what was wrong with me. When we got over there he said he had had a long talk with the other doctors and that this one test would confirm what he thought was wrong with me. He was grinning ear to ear as he turned the monitor towards me. He asked me if I knew what I was looking at and I said ...no!?!... He told me it was my 6 month along little girl. I know it must have seemed as though I was horrified to him, but is was just plain old shock!!! This just couldn't be the answer--it just was not possible-- I was almost 45 years old, and beside that 23 years earlier I had had my tubes tied, so this just can't be. But as nothing is impossible for The LORD, in fact the impossible He does right away, the simple things are what takes Him a little while. *smile* I have always believed anything is possible with The LORD, but there was just that little bitty doubt, but this convinced me. The doctor's then began running tests, to determine the best way to take care of the baby and I. When finally, the results of all the tests came back they told my husband and I there was a possibility that the baby had Downs Syndrome, and possibly a hole in her heart. My husband and I were devastated, when they told us she had less than a 20% chance of survival. I thought about all the drugs I had pumped into my body over the last couple of months and wondered how she had survived all, but she was still alive, and seemed determined to stay alive. The guilt I felt, over what I had done to my daughter hit me hard. I thought about the hard life she was going to have to endure and it filled me with guilt that tortured me night and day. My husband tried hard to comfort me, but there are just some times when no one else, but The LORD has the answer. This was one of those times. Only He could make things right again and I put it all at His feet and leaned on Him. One of the hardest things I ever did was go to church and admit how I felt, (no one likes to admit that they have done dumb things, and someone else may have to pay for them). Well, they became the greatest support group I could have asked for. My husband and I, and several of my closest friends went to classes to learn how to take care of a Downs Syndrome baby, in the event that she survived. Just when things started to get better, and I began to think that there really was some light at the end of the tunnel the doctor's threw us another curve. They told me I qualified for an abortion on "medical grounds". They told us all the hardships that we were going to have to face, as well as the life the child would have, and told us we had a choice... But as far as my husband I were concerned there was only ONE choice. Life! God had sent us a daughter, and a daughter we would have... My doctor offered to send me to another specialist but I didn't want another doctor, I was staying with him. He said he'd be there for me and he was... The baby was due on December 12, but she came a little early...On Thanksgiving Day I went into labor and my doctor assembled all the extra doctors he thought he would need and we waited 18 long hours of labor.. there are reasons that a woman my age shouldn't have babies, cause the body doesn't work as smoothly as when you are 15 years younger..It was a long hard labor and birth, but the delivery went very normal and I was able to give birth naturally. When she finally made her entrance into the world my husband was beaming as he cut the cord. She looked kind purple, but that was normal for all babies, and she was breathing normally so the doctor handed her to me wrapped in a blanket. I was so grateful to have it over with and to hold her that I forgot to think about what she might have to go through. One of the first things they did was put her on a warming tray and give her a nice bath. They took blood for testing and a specialist that was standing by checked her over. He told us about an hour later that he couldn't find a single thing wrong with her, and was he shocked.. He told us that all the tests would be back in the next 24 hours and that would tell the story. In the mean time she started nursing like a normal baby... hungry, hungry, hungry! The next morning our family doctor came in and at first he look very sober, and then he grinned from ear to ear and told us she was PERFECT, they didn't know why all the tests came back as they did, but I had a perfect daughter with no defects. We are both sure that God must have a special plan for her because she is so perfect. One of the things that the doctor warned me about was it would take my body forever to heal and the diabetes that I had while I was pregnant, might be a permanent condition. Praise The LORD, the diabetes went away, but now I my immune system is damaged, so I catch every bug that goes around. But having a daughter after 23 years is worth it!
