Mama had an Angel
visit her when I was just a child, but I well remember the night the Angel
visited. It started early one evening
when Mama became very ill. We children
knew she was ill but we had no idea what was wrong. To remember all of the children’s
questions and all of the things we heard the adults talking about would take
half a book to tell but it was a horrendous night. The ambulance came and
gathered her up and Daddy put all of us children in the car and we all went to
the hospital.
We were sitting in the front lobby of the hospital with our
Pastor and he was trying to keep us engaged in conversation so we would not cry
or worry. Daddy came and told us she had
to have emergency surgery. All of the
adults were telling us how great it was going to be and we should not worry.
Then
Daddy came and told us there was a problem.
He sat down and looked at us and told us that Mama had surgery but she
had starting hiccupping and unless the hiccups stopped she could die. We were horrified and our Pastor was praying
aloud. I know I was praying as were the
other children. The minutes just kept
dragging and finally Daddy came and told us she had quit hiccupping and she was
going to be fine. Well that was a long
night and the days that followed were long also. Finally she was home and would
have to stay in bed for six weeks.
While
everyone was on their best behavior, we were still not allowed in her
room. One day I snuck in there and she
was happy to see me so I jumped up on her bed and sat there. I talked a blue streak about everything that
everyone was doing and all the problems and trouble that little children can
get into. She soon told me that she did
not think she should be laughing so maybe she could talk a little bit. That is
when she told me her side of the story about while she was in the hospital.
“I
was lying on a gurney in what I thought was a hall but I later learned I was in
the recovery room after having two-thirds of my stomach removed. I had awakened thirsty and my throat was sore
but no one could give me water because the Doctor wouldn’t let them. You see I had to have a tube in my mouth for
the surgery and it had dried my throat out.
Then I started hiccupping. It
hurt so bad I was crying. The nurses
were all around me and I tried but I couldn’t stop. Then the Doctor came and told me to please
try because if I didn’t I would have a strong chance of dying. He was kind but he was blunt. I was so scared and not for me but for you
kids. I didn’t want to die but I just couldn’t
quit hiccupping. I had my eyes closed and I was praying and crying. That is when it happened. An older lady in a coat and a hat came to me
and smiled.
Then
she said, “Honey do you want to live?”
“Oh
yes I do. I have nine children and I need to live.”
She
placed her hand on my tummy ever so lightly because I had been cut open and
sewn up and my tummy was too sore to touch.
I could not feel her hand but I could feel it too.
She
smiled, “You will be fine honey.”
I
went sound asleep after that and the next thing I remember was a nurse telling
me that she needed to get me ready to move into ICU.
“Where
is the little lady in the hat?”
“There
isn’t anyone here. Absolutely no one is allowed in here. Maybe you dreamed about her.”
Well
I knew she was there and she was not a dream.
“Nurse
I think my hiccups are gone.”
“Oh
yes they are. That is why we are moving
you to ICU but only for a couple of days then you will go into a room and have
visitors. Okay?”
“Well
sweet girl of mine never forget this story because I promise that Angels are
all around us and they do help us when we need them. The little lady was truly an Angel and God
sent her so I would know that he loved us so much that he would send us an
Angel.”
I
was discovered after that and the older girls ushered me out of Mama’s
room. I knew that I knew I could always
count on Angels and especially on God because my Mama had an Angel.
Is this the year for your Christmas Angel?
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