My brother Luke Eldredge wants some amazing blessings or stories posted since we havent been using the page much? Well I noticed I have a true miracle I lived through and never shared on this page! (May be a little gross for a moment and is lengthy but is all a part of the story) I was recently pregnant with my second son and was due September 20th. On August 1st at around 6pm I got up from a chair on the porch and immediately thought my water broke. I looked down and realized it was blood. Everywhere. An ambulance was at my house in minutes and they rushed my fiancee and I away to the closest hospital. We got there, the babys vitals were fine and things seemed okay .. for seconds .. the doctor ordered an ultrasound, as they all do, and once the tech had me lay flat I started screaming in pain. In what felt like minutes but im sure were seconds, the doctor was rushing me into surgery. Any mother or anyone that knows about csections would know that you are awake but sedated and can have your husband or a support person with you. Well this was different. As I said, in seconds I was being rushed into surgery. Not only was I told as I was being wheeled away on the stretcher that noone could come in, they told me they were putting me under general anesthesia (which could be extremely dangerous for childbirth) because there was no time for medication or prep. I was informed my life was hanging on a string as I was bleeding out. I was asked to choose between my life and the life of my unborn sons. The last thing I remember is them getting me into the OR, getting the tube ready to put down my throat, and I realized .. they arent going to give me something to calm me down. My fiancee isnt here. I am alone and will very possibly never wake up from this. How do I make these last moments as calm as I can? So I looked up at the ceiling .. and just like a little toddler I remember thanking god for every single blessing in my life as fast as I possibly could before they put me out. Traumatizing isnt even the word. All of the sudden I woke up. I. Woke. Up. And then I found out my baby is ALIVE. To end this extremely long but amazing, miraculous story, Carter James not only survived but thrived amazingly and was only in the nicu for 3 weeks after being born 2 months early. I also was absolutely fine other than a large blood transfusion and (something most family and friends dont know) loosing the ability to carry more children. The doctors said I couldve lost my life and the baby couldve been born with many issues (he wasnt at as much of a risk as me but still was at major risk). PRAISE GOD I am still here to raise both of my amazing, healthy boys. Losing the ability to have any more children has been killing me inside and I would love prayer for peace, however I very quickly realized we only survived because God was all over the situation so im sure there is a reason I cant have anymore kids. I know this to be true but it doesnt take away the pain :/ So if you got to the end of this very long story you know its an amazing story of one of Gods many miracles. :) Ill try and put a picture in the comments:)
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 04:00:50 +0000
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