A Mothers Plea, God Help My Child. Chapter 2

I felt like I was walking on air. A weight had fallen off of me. I felt covered in a tunnel of bright light. Everything seemed so bright and vivid. I wondered if I was in another dimension or if my senses had come out of a shock. It was probably a little bit of both.The peace inside of me was like a river. The joy I felt made me want to run and shout to the whole world that Jesus had healed my baby.I had an angel visitor that came with marvelous news Abby would live and be OK. I wondered if I shined with light. It was no wonder my skin tingled and my senses seemed wide alert.

I stood in the doorway of the sliding glass door facing the nurses station. Abby's was in room 10CW. The three rooms on each side and the three rooms at each end made up the majority of this floor. The nurses station was in the center so the staff could see into each child's room through the double glass sliding door.There were two gates one going in and one going out of the station. Inside of the pristine, sterile counters that stood around four feet high Doctors were sitting talking to the nurses or nurses were reporting to each other or writing in charts. I was startled to see how many trained specialists cared for these twelve children. I thought all of these caretakers are Angels from Heaven, helping the Lord.

Only weeks ago, before leaving Colorado Pastor Vicki shared with me, 'Anna when life gets you down, and we will have troubles Jesus told us turn to his Word and believe it, receive it. If you want to crawl under a rock and call it quits do not. The enemy wants to take you down. Do not give in, rise up, get on the rock.' Grace Fellowship gave me a new, leather bound, study Bible. Vicki wrote a beautiful note in the front. 'This is a gift to take on your new found journey with Christ. Read it and treasure it. The answers are in the Living Word.' She wrote down some of her favorite scripture verses along with her phone number. I loved my new Bible, I held it close to my heart many a day. My Bible was nowhere when we got to Bristow. I had it packed. I knew where I put it, but it was gone. Adam told me he had not seen it since we got here. He swore I misplaced it. I will find it. It has to be around. I so missed my Bible. It had been missing for weeks by now.' My mind was trailing in all directions, 'Stay present Anna, stay focused. God please help me.'

A young man stood tapping his fingers on the counter. He was waiting, for a change, an answer, a ray of hope, a miracle. My heart went to him, I prayed he would see a miracle for his child. I knew he was a parent because only one parent or family member could be in the Pediatric, Intensive Care Unit at a time. He was built like an athlete. He looked no older then 25 years. His muscles showed under his light blue, cotton T shirt. Although he was tall and strong he appeared limp and frail. This is more then one can bare alone. I hope he loved Jesus and was not angry or hardened.

There was a presence on this floor. I had felt the fear and it lingered wanting to take me out. If someone did not know about the love of Jesus, the pain could rip at you and eat you up. The light will put out the dark Although I was weak, He was strong. I knew this was a power that came only from above. It was Jesus power lingering. He was the Light, the Love. My stomach growled and my eyes burned. I reached into my pocket and felt the dollar bill.

It was nothing short of a miracle that Flight for Life flew Abby here 52 hours ago from the Tulsa County Hospital. We had no Medical Insurance. There were State Hospitals for the uninsured but Dotty fought for her grand daughter and said she would do what it took to see Abby had the best. I was so grateful. I felt I had no fight in me. The Tulsa Physicians had walked in and told Dotty and I that her test results showed E-Coli bacteria was present, in Abby's body. They wondered if she had eaten anywhere and had meat. I replied, 'Yes we went to Jack In the Box, and there was a barbecue at Dotty's house. Hamburger, she had a hamburger both times, that was over ten days ago.' He went on, 'E-Coli is a bacteria found in uncooked meat, it could be a minuscule but if it carries the bacteria, it can take days to weeks to show up in the body. We can not treat her here she needs to be transferred to the Children's Hospital in Oklahoma City, immediately. You are not insured, the best option is Flight for Life, but we will transfer with ambulance.' Dotty interrupted, 'Oh no you will not, you are speaking of my grandchild, you will Flight her for Life. I will put up my home. I have lived in Bristow, Oklahoma for over 30 years'. On and on she went, furious they had not caught the bacteria. God used Dotty to fight for Abby. I knew 'His' Spirit worked on some hearts to win this. He was the big winner. He won battles. He mowed down what was in the way.

The Doctors left the room to see what they could do. I broke down, weeping. Dotty stood, 'I am going for a cigarette.' She looked at me, 'now Anna you pull yourself together, you must be strong for your child.' She was right. I thought of the 'Rock' Pastor Vicki spoke about. I splashed cold water on my face. I wondered what bar Adam sat in. I cried. I was so hot. I turned on the shower and stuck my head under the cold water. I wrapped my hair in a towel. I had no comb so I ran my fingers through my hair. I patted my face. In walked Adam. I screamed, 'OMG we are trying to get Abby Flight for Life....' He knew, his mother called him. She knew where he was. She did not bother to tell me. He did not appear drunk. I thought, ' thank you God.'

In minutes a physician walked in. 'We got Abby a helicopter, the team will be in here in minutes to get her ready for transfer.' 'Doctor, I need to go, she is so sick, she cries for me, I have not left her side. Please can I ride with her?' I was frantic, again. The members on the team walked in with the child's stretcher. They told us one parent could go, there was room. They loaded Abby onto the stretcher with all her IVs. She was so weak, but looked at me with those big baby blues. I hear, 'mommy.' 'We are going for a ride in a helicopter. You will get all better where we are going'. She could barely keep her eyes open. Adam stood, weeping holding Abby's little hand. We all took the elevator to the roof top. I wrapped Minnie Mouse in her puffy arms. A team member stepped out from the helicopter to help the others. Shouting above the noise, she said, 'we do not have enough room for one more, sorry'. 'We will take good care of her. Drive careful'. My heart sank.

Off they went and we stood. I did not know where Dotty was. We get to the room and Dotty is there. She is on the phone. 'You two take my car, I am riding with Jenna. We will meet you in the emergency room.' Adam and I hurried to the car. I prayed out loud, 'Please God keep her safe, thank you she will be OK now.' Adam said , 'Amen' and peeled out like a crazy man. I smelled alcohol at that moment.

The wheels were smoking on that car. I asked the Father to get us there safe, and in one piece. It was a 45 minute drive. I knew it was an act of God that kept me from being ill or opening my mouth to 'loud' Pastor Vicki did tell me my life was going to change, now that Jesus lived in my heart. She was right because I wanted to reach over and rip off Adams head, but my heart felt sad for him. That was Gods Grace because it did not come from me. I did not have to react ro my anger. He was in emotional pain and fear, his backup was alcohol. We made it in 25 minutes, the helicopter barely beat us. 'Oh my God stop my head, please take this racket,' I whispered.' Adam dropped me off in front of the emergency room. He left to go park, so I thought.

One of the most prominent Pediatric Kidney Specialist's in the World practiced here. He would care for Abby. He had performed surgery on many 'famous' kids. He was the best of the best. There was no coincidence Dr. Steven Barlow was waiting the arrival of Abby. He was off duty, but when called he graciously accepted Abby for a patient. It was a divine intervention. His knowledge, wisdom and expertise was hope for her little life. After two long days of intensive care and testing, machines and all they new to do he threw up his hands. I knew when he came into her room that afternoon something was desperately wrong.

I knew she did not go the bathroom. I was sitting there, I saw. The nurses kept injecting this fluid into the IV to kick start the kidney, no go. She had been taken off of the dialysis machine. My heart felt like it was going to burst when I glanced up at him. 'The team of specialists and I have done everything to get Abby's kidney function back. Her body is not accepting the medications, or the dialysis. If the E-Coli bacteria had shown up earlier in testing the dialysis would have worked on the kidney's and moved out the toxins. The protein in her urine is building up and her kidneys are barely functioning. Her creatin level should be around 7.5 at minimum to 9.0, she is in the low three's. Her body is shutting down. Unless she starts to urinate there is no hope. There is to much body fluid building up. There is nothing more we can do at this point. We wait. I wept walking down the hall, 'no God, please no she has to live'.

I had to meet with Dotty, Jenna and Adam. This was the most horrible news I ever spoke from my mouth. I was numb. They were numb. Each took a few minutes iwith Abby. I thought her Dad was going to pass out. I told him to pray and not stop, we hugged and held tight. I smelt the remnants of alcohol. I did not care. I did not care about anything unless I had Abby. I hurried back to her room. I noticed her room number 10CW. 'Christ WIthin', I thought. I knew she would wake soon. I will wait. 'Thank You Lord for healing Abby,' I whispered. I knew the greatest Physician in all of the history of time had healed Abby. The Healer, 'Jesus Christ.'

I was startled by the loud speaker. It was like I came out of a trance. 'Parents visiting hours are over and will resume again at 4:00 A.M. I suggest you take this time to rest and care for yourself. You will be notified immediately, if there is any change in your child. Please exit at the West door. If you will be any place other then the hospital it is imperative we have your immediate number in case we need to contact you. If you are staying at the Ronald McDonald House please make sure we have your room number. The sign out sheet is at the nurses station on the counter. Thank You and God Bless You. I thought to myself, 'Ronald McDonald House, interesting'. I turned and walked to Abby a few feet away. I kissed her for head. Her curly, blond locks were so damp. I wondered if the nurse had got her hair wet from a face wash or something. 'No, I thought to myself, she is sweaty because everyone is sweaty in the State Of Oklahoma in April, May, June.... I was damp the minute I got here in late April. That was a nice damp compared to the June, sweaty damp. I whispered, 'Abby at 12:37 AM you were touched by the Lord and healed. Hurry and wake up, OK. I miss you.' I wept and hurried from the room to sign out.

I ran down the hall. I wanted to shout the good news. I felt like I was in a Road Runner movie. Everything was in fast motion. I caught my breath and turned the corner. I felt I ran a mile but it was a half of a football field. I was tired. Janna and Grandma saw me and hurried to me from the recliners. 'Abby is going to live, she is healed. I got on my knees and prayed. an angel came to me in a bright light. I heard from God. He sent his angel to tell me, ' Abby is going to live and you will return home soon, go in peace,' I was so excited, I was almost shouting, 'Anna are you sure? Do her kidneys work, has she gone to the bathroom, does she see now'? 'She will, but not yet. I know God told me. I know that I know. I will never forget.' 'Anna, even if God told you that, Abby is still a sick little baby. She was dying,' replied Jenna. I looked into her teary blue eyes, 'She was dying Jenna, but she is healed.' 'Anna, this light, sometimes when we get tired or stressed we want to believe.' I came back to Jenna, 'I know what I saw and heard.'It was a voice for God. I am tired and hungry. I need to rest.' I noticed how Abby's look's resembled Jenna. Even under this stress Jenna looked good, with her fair skin and beautiful, perfect features. .

Many of the parents stared at me. I wondered if they to, had prayed for miracles. Of course they did. Everyone looked tired and drained. I whispered, 'This was a waiting room for Hell.' 'Oh my God I am so sorry,.Ithis is a waiting room for miracles, Father, forgive me, please comfort the children and parents Father.' I whispered to Dotty, 'I know that I know Dotty. I have not been sure of many things in my life but this I know. Abby is going to live and be good as new and we are going home soon.' Dotty answered, 'we will see, we are all praying.' I smiled. I went to the snack station. I was so hungry. 'This will do for now,' I thought. I grabbed 4 packs of graham crackers, 2 small cartons of milk and a water. I grabbed an afghan from the pile of donations. I found a recliner. My name was on it. I smiled. I ate a package of crackers and drank part of the milk. My eyes were heavy. 'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me,' I whispered. I recalled this verse from one Vicki wrote in my Bible. My eyes shut. 'Dear God, please hurry.' That was the last thing I remember.

I woke with a voice in the loud speaker. I heard my name. 'Anna Tandy' please return to the children's intensive care, Anna Tandy please return to the children's intensive care' I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 3:30 AM. Dotty had drifted asleep in a recliner a few away from me. I tugged at her arm. 'Dotty, I have to go to Abby's room, I have been called back to the children's unit.' Dotty shook her head. I ran like a rabbit, running from a fox. I heard myself as I ran, Oh my God, she is good, she is good.' I pushed open the door into the unit. Eyes followed me. They were smiling eyes from the nursing station. I darted into to Abby's room. There were a couple of Doctors and a few nurses around her. I could not see her but I heard. I heard loud and clear.' I want my mommy.' I pushed my way though the smiling faces and teary eyes. Abby had her arms out for me.' My Mommy.' I had never been so thankful in my life. 'Oh my God I knew that I knew, Thank You.'

Dr. Barlow and the Neurologist stood in amazement. The Neurologist said, ' I came in to get Abby for a CT scan to see how much damage there was in her brain, but she shocked me and woke, screaming. I can see we do not need that exam.' He smiled at me. ' This is nothing short of a miracle.' I stood holding Abby with all her wires and dialysis tube out of her lower abdomen, rubbing her back. The nurses all had tears in their eyes. Many came from the other rooms to see the miracle birthed in the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit. I am sure they had seen many. The little nurse dashed in that told me she believed as I do just hours ago. She smiled with those blue eyes and winked at me. She handed me a few Kleenex. I looked at the container that held urine, it was one half full. Did you all know this is the 'Christ Within' wing, Abby is in room 10CW.' The nurses and doctors looked at me. One smiled, 'hmm, 'I like that.' I whispered, 'I do to, Praise You Jesus', Praise You

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