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of a different sort. my firstborn son was born a month early and his first APGAR score was excellent but he quickly nose dived and his second APGAR score was the worst. He was rushed to the neo-natal intensive care as his lungs weren't expanding and for three weeks showed no improvement. Then on a Saturday night sitting watching over him the doctor told me that it was highly likely that he wouldn't make it to Sunday night. That counts as the scary part. read the rest for a pretty cool ending.
I cried a lot that night, went to my church in the morning and our pastor said special prayers, I later found out my parents church stopped their service at the same time and said prayers as well. After church I went back to the hospital and the doctor said that his lungs had stabilized within the past hour. I had never (and never since) ever experienced such an overwhelming awe as that moment and when my mom told me about how her pastor just felt the need to stop their service and pray. Mind you, that I was in Colorado Springs, and my parents were in Md, and we werent using cell phones/facebook internet in 1997. He is 15 now and runs a 21 min 5k.
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11-21-2012, 09:11 PM
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