HOW MUCH DOES IT TAKE TO MAKE A MIRACLE?

 

“Aortic dissection..After a tear, blood was being pumped into her lungs and other areas of her body! Sounds horrible and is but just saying…the fact that she is still with us is amazing. She had not respounded to anything I said to her until I said Jesus…then she raised her eyebrows. If she could ,she would be saying “To God be the Glory!” Thanks sooo much for your prayers! Love you!”

The message above is a copy of the notice my sister, Karen, put on FB on July 2, 2013 as I lay in ICU in an induced coma in a Denver hospital two years ago.  I was fifteen days in that ICU, then came home to OKC.  I had home health care for about six weeks.  Pretty much returned to normal activities at that time.  I slept a lot but who could see that as a bad side effect!  It is amazing.  The attack happened about five o’clock in Granby Co.  I wish I could tell the EMT folks how thankful I am for their care.  But even with emergency care, I believe it was about 11:00 when the Flight for Life delivered me to the Denver hospital for an immediate 14 hour surgery.  I consider it a miracle that  I got enough oxygen to my brain during those 5-6 hours to return to normal brain function.  It was funny as the nurse was trying to revive me after five days, she asked me lots of easy questions.  I asked why she was asking me those easy questions.  She said, “Because we need to know what you know.”  I laughed and said, “I know everything. Well, maybe not everything—but everything I ever knew.”  That’s still my state.  I know everything I ever knew.  Anything missing I just haven’t got to yet!

And, as Karen believed in her statement above that I recognized the name of Jesus, I assure you I still do.  Jesus, Jesus.  My hope, my life.  And I very consciously now say “To God be the Glory.”

 

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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4 Responses to HOW MUCH DOES IT TAKE TO MAKE A MIRACLE?

  1. shoreacres says:

    What an amazing story. Getting my eyesight back is one thing — you, getting your life back, is quite another. I’m so happy for you, and grateful that you don’t seem to have any lingering side effects.Here’s to many more years of good health, and continued blessings.

  2. oneta hayes says:

    Thank you, shoreacres. I would like to know your story about your eye sight. Where would I find it? Right now my website is messed up. I cannot access my admin functions so I can’t post at this point. You are reaching me via e-mail which is still working. Thanks for your blessings and good wishes.

  3. oneta hayes says:

    In the process of posting above comment, I was instructed to log in. I did. Now I’m okay. I don’t know how I ever logged out. But the important point is that I’m back in.

  4. shoreacres says:

    Oh, good! I’m glad you got that resolved. It happens now and then with WordPress. I think sometimes they reset the whole site for one change or another, and that happens.

    The story of my cataract surgery is on my blog, two entries back. The title is “Trading a Dream for Reality.” Yrs truly now is 20/20, for the first time in my life!

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