"MEANT TO BE"
One of MY PARANORMAL MIRACLES
This is a secret inside page only for those that were truly interested in my Mom Miracle story. I realized just how wild and truly paranormal the story os and that maybe only my close friends would take the trouble to come and read the rest and knowing me well... I could hope they would not think I'm too crazy. I have had 6 other paranormal miracles (as I call them) in my life and I suppose that 's why I write paranormal now, but this one? I give no explanation and leave the reader to find their own conclusion.
I was 27 and had three small children all 2 years a part; 2 girls one boy. They were all C-section baby's I had been told by doctors that my uterus would not carry any more babies, so they tied my tubes.
Whoa and behold I was told I was pregnant, as a young mom full of young drama I threw an emotional fit right there in the Doc's office," It's impossible! You guys fixed me!" A raving terrified mess and was told after a re-run of the test..
You are Pregnant Mrs. Elliott.
Well, they also told me, you have to abort you cannot carry to term you will most likely hemorrhage before 4th month even comes... I searched within myself and found that I just could not do it. My entire huge family kept calling me...You must think of yourself, we could lose you!
My poor hubby was silently terrified that I would hemorrhage, die and leave him with three motherless babies to take care of.
I felt that if this child superseded medical science to be? It was meant be. I could not find a doctor to be my OB, "3 previous sections you say? NO." One took me because he misunderstood and thought that it was to be my third c-section, he sighed heavily and accepted me after all.
I lived in Washington many miles from family, it rained and rained, I fell three times at 6 months along, on cement driveway! I was so huge, belly wise I would tip over in the shower at 8 months fell there too. I had nightmares that anyone... everyone was gonna take my baby, would sleep walk or sleep run! Poor hubby even more terrified to find me on the other-side of the house in the middle of the night pounding at the door to get away from the chasers.
Was scheduled to be awake during C-section; never was before.
Doc said." Well. you carried to term, I suppose it is meant to be."
In surgery: Could hear the doctor reciting each step to interns there,( 4th c-section a monumental thing.) Doctor was speaking..."This layer is tricky we move the..." He gasps, the nurses gasp.
I lift my head..."What, What?" Panic and fear as I've never known.
They are all silent in the O.R. suddenly the doc tells anesthesiologist...Put her out.
I screamed,"NO!" Terror follows me into oblivion..
....I woke up in my hospital room.
The ever so snide Harvard grad surgeon was sitting by my bed.
I was only concerned with my baby and had trouble speaking due to the anesthesia.
He seemed rattled to say the least and he actually reached out and took my hand in his.
Tears began to form in my fearful eyes.
He stuttered when he started to speak," When... we got to your uterus, it was in shreds..." He halted.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I waited for the worst misery of my life to hit with his words.
"We all could not believe..." He halted again.
" My baby Doctor, my baby?" I whispered.
He seemed not to hear me as he went on," Your baby was wrapped in..." He swallowed and raised his eyes," In what looked like cellophane."
I blinked my tears away, "What?" I had no comprehension.
"Like... a shiny transparent... membrane?" He seemed to speak aloud to himself.
I released a huge shaky breath." But, is my baby..."'
He looked at me and shook his head while patting my hand," I'm sorry..yes your baby is fine.." He blinked his eyes rapidly,"Yes, just fine...?"
I moaned aloud, "Ohhh... oh!" My heart pounded in my ears as joy chased away the fear in my chest, but I couldn't seemed to catch my breath.
He smiled with some excitement and scooted closer.'"This will make all the Medical journals, don't you see?"
I shook my head and swiped at huge rolling tears." No. I don't---?"
He took a deep breath," I lifted him from your womb, you see?" He lowered his head as if he were troubled by what he was about to say.
"What...What?" I repeated in confusion.
He raised his eyes." You had no uterus to speak of it was in tatters," he paused, " How you carried to full term...I don't exactly know.The Membrane disappeared when the air hit it. Like it... evaporated and then your baby cried."
I puzzled over what he was trying to say.
"This has never been seen before," he sighed, "It's...well...a miracle." He released my hand and smiled as he stood up, "They will bring your baby in a little while." He left my room.
I wept and wept for the next hour until they brought my son in and he was indeed perfect. They almost took him away because I wept hysterically.
The O.B. surgeon had a young doctor doing my post OB office visits, so I never saw him again.
Two months later it was Halloween and I had my three little ones and we took them to the wealthiest neighborhoods for trick or treating.
We went up the steps to this huge beautiful home and there he was at the door, my doctor.
I gushed and said hello.
He dropped candy into their bags," Hello." His eyes never met mine.
" Doctor?" I asked with a huge friendly smile on my young face.
He gazed at me." Oh yes Mrs...Um...?"
"Elliott," I responded.
" Yes, how are you?" He kind of gazed over my head to the kids running up and down his steps as he answered.
"I am fine and so is the baby."
He nodded and smiled." Good, good. Well, take care."
I pulled my head back." What happened with the Medical Journals?"
He blinked at me a blank expression on his face, " The what?" He sort of laughed in a condescending way.
" You know the cellophane and the miracle?" I asked.
His face seemed to pale."The what?"
I drew in a breath." You know everything that you told me...in the hospital."
He pursed his lips and stared at me for a long moment." I have no earthy idea what you are talking about. Now... if you will excuse me?" He shut the door on my surprised face.
I stood there stunned and humiliated. What the...? I thought.
Months after as you can imagine I asked myself many times...Am I crazy? Did all that happen?
Until I had the dreams and found out just what it was.
I was 27 and had three small children all 2 years a part; 2 girls one boy. They were all C-section baby's I had been told by doctors that my uterus would not carry any more babies, so they tied my tubes.
Whoa and behold I was told I was pregnant, as a young mom full of young drama I threw an emotional fit right there in the Doc's office," It's impossible! You guys fixed me!" A raving terrified mess and was told after a re-run of the test..
You are Pregnant Mrs. Elliott.
Well, they also told me, you have to abort you cannot carry to term you will most likely hemorrhage before 4th month even comes... I searched within myself and found that I just could not do it. My entire huge family kept calling me...You must think of yourself, we could lose you!
My poor hubby was silently terrified that I would hemorrhage, die and leave him with three motherless babies to take care of.
I felt that if this child superseded medical science to be? It was meant be. I could not find a doctor to be my OB, "3 previous sections you say? NO." One took me because he misunderstood and thought that it was to be my third c-section, he sighed heavily and accepted me after all.
I lived in Washington many miles from family, it rained and rained, I fell three times at 6 months along, on cement driveway! I was so huge, belly wise I would tip over in the shower at 8 months fell there too. I had nightmares that anyone... everyone was gonna take my baby, would sleep walk or sleep run! Poor hubby even more terrified to find me on the other-side of the house in the middle of the night pounding at the door to get away from the chasers.
Was scheduled to be awake during C-section; never was before.
Doc said." Well. you carried to term, I suppose it is meant to be."
In surgery: Could hear the doctor reciting each step to interns there,( 4th c-section a monumental thing.) Doctor was speaking..."This layer is tricky we move the..." He gasps, the nurses gasp.
I lift my head..."What, What?" Panic and fear as I've never known.
They are all silent in the O.R. suddenly the doc tells anesthesiologist...Put her out.
I screamed,"NO!" Terror follows me into oblivion..
....I woke up in my hospital room.
The ever so snide Harvard grad surgeon was sitting by my bed.
I was only concerned with my baby and had trouble speaking due to the anesthesia.
He seemed rattled to say the least and he actually reached out and took my hand in his.
Tears began to form in my fearful eyes.
He stuttered when he started to speak," When... we got to your uterus, it was in shreds..." He halted.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I waited for the worst misery of my life to hit with his words.
"We all could not believe..." He halted again.
" My baby Doctor, my baby?" I whispered.
He seemed not to hear me as he went on," Your baby was wrapped in..." He swallowed and raised his eyes," In what looked like cellophane."
I blinked my tears away, "What?" I had no comprehension.
"Like... a shiny transparent... membrane?" He seemed to speak aloud to himself.
I released a huge shaky breath." But, is my baby..."'
He looked at me and shook his head while patting my hand," I'm sorry..yes your baby is fine.." He blinked his eyes rapidly,"Yes, just fine...?"
I moaned aloud, "Ohhh... oh!" My heart pounded in my ears as joy chased away the fear in my chest, but I couldn't seemed to catch my breath.
He smiled with some excitement and scooted closer.'"This will make all the Medical journals, don't you see?"
I shook my head and swiped at huge rolling tears." No. I don't---?"
He took a deep breath," I lifted him from your womb, you see?" He lowered his head as if he were troubled by what he was about to say.
"What...What?" I repeated in confusion.
He raised his eyes." You had no uterus to speak of it was in tatters," he paused, " How you carried to full term...I don't exactly know.The Membrane disappeared when the air hit it. Like it... evaporated and then your baby cried."
I puzzled over what he was trying to say.
"This has never been seen before," he sighed, "It's...well...a miracle." He released my hand and smiled as he stood up, "They will bring your baby in a little while." He left my room.
I wept and wept for the next hour until they brought my son in and he was indeed perfect. They almost took him away because I wept hysterically.
The O.B. surgeon had a young doctor doing my post OB office visits, so I never saw him again.
Two months later it was Halloween and I had my three little ones and we took them to the wealthiest neighborhoods for trick or treating.
We went up the steps to this huge beautiful home and there he was at the door, my doctor.
I gushed and said hello.
He dropped candy into their bags," Hello." His eyes never met mine.
" Doctor?" I asked with a huge friendly smile on my young face.
He gazed at me." Oh yes Mrs...Um...?"
"Elliott," I responded.
" Yes, how are you?" He kind of gazed over my head to the kids running up and down his steps as he answered.
"I am fine and so is the baby."
He nodded and smiled." Good, good. Well, take care."
I pulled my head back." What happened with the Medical Journals?"
He blinked at me a blank expression on his face, " The what?" He sort of laughed in a condescending way.
" You know the cellophane and the miracle?" I asked.
His face seemed to pale."The what?"
I drew in a breath." You know everything that you told me...in the hospital."
He pursed his lips and stared at me for a long moment." I have no earthy idea what you are talking about. Now... if you will excuse me?" He shut the door on my surprised face.
I stood there stunned and humiliated. What the...? I thought.
Months after as you can imagine I asked myself many times...Am I crazy? Did all that happen?
Until I had the dreams and found out just what it was.