Angel

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Story type: Angel
Location: ROLLIN HILL HOSPITAL - ELKINS PARK,PA
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Wed Feb 25 16:01:32 2009

In March 1995, I was a mother of 3 young children who decided that it was time to get a tubaligation. I decided that after 3 unexpected Ceasarean Section births-it was time to close shop. I had made arrangments & was scheduled to have the procedure done the next week & a half - only to find out that I was already 3-4 months pregnant. I took the news hard. Not that I didn't want anymore children,but was getting concerned about my health with all the Ceasareans that I was having. Plus,really didn't want another mouth to feed.

Me & my husband both cried that night. My pregnancy was full of tears and fears as I continued to think of the more than likely C-section I was going to have. The probing of my body, the epidurals, the needles in my belly because of my age, catheters, etc. I just didn't want to be probed or bothered with. I even talked to my pastor as far as possibly giving my child up for adoption. My family didn't understand but God knew what I was going through mentally.

Finally - my baby was scheduled for C-section on October 25,1995(Wednesday). That Monday prior, I went in to have a final ultrasound.The Tech that did the procedure was very kind and encouraging and caring to me & my husband. A caucasian female with pretty red,very curly hair. I can't remember everything she said -I just know that she asked about the delivery date,etc. I just remember that we left her feeling really good. I came in early the 25th & could not seem to get my mind pass all the procedures that were to be done to me. I couldn't seem to toughen up and just go through it.

My mother came along and constantly reminded me that I had no choice but to go thru all the procedures. I knew this - but it did not mean that I had to like it. I remember sitting on the operating table-they had to put the epidural in my back but could not do it because I couldn't seem to calm done enough. Finally after about 5 mins. of trying to talk me into this, this young lady(the ultrsound tech - we'll call her Molly) walked into the room & the first thing she said was "o'there you are.What's the matter?" I told her I didn't want them to go into my back. Again, I can't remember what she said after that but all I know is that she held me close and before I knew it it was all done. Then she quietly left. No one knew her but it was like a weird quietness came over the room.I was ok! Everything was fine,until the next morning. I tried to get a nurse to help me out of the bed. I asked for a nurse to help me out of the bed about 6:30a because I wanted to try to get myself up and going.

My nurse said she would be right back. I was having trouble getting up on my own. 1 hr went by-2 hrs-3- still no nurse. Finally I just layed there & cried. Then out of no where, a little knock on the door - who was it-Molly. She told me she saw the baby & asked how was I doing. I told her of my attempt of trying to get out of the bed but to no avail. She walked over and nicely and gently helped me out of the bed and into the bathroom. Once she assisted me into the bathroom - my nurse finally showed up and just watched her assist me. Then Molly quietly left the room in the same manner she left the delivery room.

All I know is from that point I was ok . But me & my husband never forgot this lady. So to send her an appreciation gift, flowers, or something-me & my husband desperately tried to get intouch with this woman - but no one knew who she was. When I left the hospital for weeks we kept trying to contact the hospital but no one there knew this women. Finally after all attempts me & my husband gave up. We sat down & talked about the whole thing one day. How this woman showed up at the moments I felt my lowest and most desperate. All of a sudden a quiet came over us. We looked at each other - and it became clear at that moment -Molly was an angel.