I have been quite and very shy about my story only cause if I talk about it , it feels like im reliving it. My story: May 19th 2007 I woke up in a lot of pain and tought I had to use the restroom.. to my surprise my watet broke I started to cry cause I never knew I was pregnant. I get to the hospital a 30min later I have Baby Emmanueal Michael 1lb 1oz he was 29 weeks. They rushed off no word from the doctors or nurses finally a priest came in and asked me can he pray with me ... he did a doctor came in the said hes stable.. so evey day I went to see him hold him talk to him.. he was not doing to well and the doctor said that if you want us to we will do everything we can to keep him alive but he may be brain dead. And wont make it to be 3 year old .. selfishly I said do it I dont care I will not bury my child I got home and the hospital call me and said you should get here and fast. They sent a cab for me on my ride to the hospital a song came on the radio WHAT do you do when you done all you can you just stand theres nothing else you can do just stand and let the Lord see you through you just stand the priest met me at the door and walked me to the room it was 8 doctors around my baby pumping his chest another had Defibulator in her hand ... I said stop let me hold him into he stops breathing... This was June 18th 2007 9:19am
Posted on: Fri, 18 Apr 2014 03:10:55 +0000
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