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| A Sweet Story |
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| bhaloo |
| 08/12/00 at 17:00:14 |
| Asalaam alaikum wrt wb, >Like any good mother, when Karen found out that >another baby was on the way, she did what she could to >help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new >sibling. > >They found out that the new baby was going to be a >girl and day after day, night after night, Michael >sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy. > >He was building a bond of love, with his little sister >before he even met her. > >The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active >member of her church. > >In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five >minutes, every three ... every minute. > >But, serious complications arose during delivery and >Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a >C-section be required? > >Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little >sister was born. But, she was in very serious >condition. > >With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance >rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit >at St. Mary's Hospital in Knoxville, Tennessee. > >The days inched by. The little girl got worse. > >The pediatrician had to tell the parents, "There is >very little hope. Be prepared for the worst." > >Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery >about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room >in their house for their new baby, but now they >found themselves having to plan for a funeral. > >Michael, however, kept begging his p arents to let him >see his sister. "I want to sing to her," he kept >saying. > >Week two, in intensive care, looked as if a funeral >would come before the week was over. > >Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but >kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. > >Karen made up her mind though. She would take Michael >whether they liked it or not! If he didn't see his >sister right then, he may never see her alive. > >She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched >him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry >basket. But, the head nurse recognized him as a child >and bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now! No >children are allowed." > >The mother rose up strong in Karen and the usually >mild mannered lady, glared steel-eyed right into the >head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He is >not leaving until he sings to his sister!" Karen >towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at >the tiny infant losing the battle to live. > >After a moment, he began to sing. > >In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael >sang: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make >me happy when skies are gray---" > >Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The >pulse rate began to calm down and become steady. > >"Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged Karen with >tears >in her eyes. > >"You never know, dear, how much I love you...Please >don't take my sunshine away-" As Michael sang to his >sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing >became as smooth as a kitten's purr. > >"Keep on singing, sweetheart!!!" said Karen. > >"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I >held you in my arms..." Michael's little sister began >to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her. > >"Keep on singing, Michael." > >Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head >nurse. Karen glowed. > >"You are my sunshine, my only Sunshine. Please don't >take my sunshine away..." > >The next day...the very next day...the little girl was >well enough to go home! > > >Woman's Day Magazine called it: "The Miracle of a >Brother's Song." The medical staff just called it a >miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love! > > > > NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. > LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL. |
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