I didn't know what I believed - all I knew is that I truly believed that there is more to life than just a physical existence on this planet.
I tried Christianity but its restrictive doctrines made me feel uneasy - there were truths there but bits were missing.
I think angels have been protecting me and my family because of incidents that have happened in the past - things that I'll share bit by bit (otherwise this post will turn into a novel!)
I would like to share one major incident with you though and ask your thoughts on it.
It was January 1998, a Thursday and my eldest daughter came to visit me. She was just 17 but 22 weeks pregnant. She looked pale and drawn and told me she had some very bad news.
She'd had tests done and they had revealed that the baby was very sick. Cysts on its brain, which probably indicated brain damage and a malformed heart and kidneys. I was so shocked .... I just asked if they were sure and she replied that she'd seen 5 different doctors and they were all in agreement.
She had been offered a termination and had accepted because of the severity of the problems. The date of the procedure was set for 4 days time on the Monday in a private clinic in London ... the NHS didn't seem to want to carry out this procedure on a 17 year old this late in the pregnancy.
I broke down. I couldn't believe this was happening. She asked if I'd go with her - I said I would.
I relucatantly began ringing funeral directors to discuss arrangements - transportation of the tiny body etc but the first time I picked up the phone I 'heard' a voice speaking to me.
It said 'There's nothing wrong with the baby'
I continued to pick up the phone and the voice said again 'Deborah - why are you doing that? There's nothing wrong with this baby'
I put the phone down, turned to my daughter and said 'Would you get just one more medical opinion?'
She didn't see much point as she'd already seen 5 doctors but I pressed her .... 'If I can get an appointment - will you see someone?'
She agreed so I phoned the hospital but with only Friday left and with waiting lists the way they were ...... I just prayed for some kind of miracle.
The receptionist answered and I explained the situation - she checked her appointment book and said someone had cancelled for the next morning but it was early - 8am. I grabbed it and next morning we sat at the hospital and waited.
The consultant said he wasn't sure what we wanted - the results were right in front of him and he said they were conclusive. I said I wanted Kathryn to have another detailed scan - it's the least they could do under the circumstances. A life was at stake!
We had to wait 4 hours for the scan as we didn't have an appointment. Once in the room, the woman ran the receptor over Kathryn's stomach. The room was so silent it was deafening.
After a few minutes she looked puzzled and said 'I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be looking for here - there's nothing wrong with this baby'.
Alice was born 17 weeks later, a beautiful, healthy little girl. They had a paediatric team at the ready but they weren't needed - she was perfect in every way. She'll be 7 in May and is so special to me.
So - was the 'voice' I heard instinct, desperation or was it our guardian angel?
Inside of me I feel it was divine intervention - what do you think?
L&L
Debbie x
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