My Baby Saved My Life
Have you ever took life for granted? Have you ever thought to yourself “Nothing will happen to me. I’m invincible”? Well, I thought like that on a day-to-day basis. I am close to God, but not as close as I should have been. I surely learned my lesson, going through my life changing experience. My experience brought me closer to God, taught me a lesson, and changed my life for the better. During this essay, I will tell you about my experience.
I am gong to start by giving you a little history about what I was doing in my life. I was smoking many cigarettes a day. I went through several packs in a week’s time. I also was dealing with high blood pressure (HBP) and other illnesses, but the smoking and the HBP wasn’t a good
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They had to give my medicine through my IV to get my blood pressure down. At one point, my blood pressure got too low. As a result, I felt faint and I was getting sick. It took me a while to get better, but I did for the time being. I ended up having my daughter November 16, 2015. Immediately after giving birth, I had to have emergency surgery because I was hemorrhaging. My blood pressure was still high so, the doctors had to keep giving me medication through IV and I was having headaches, blurry vision, etc. Just when I thought that everything was being controlled, I was woken up out of my sleep one night in the hospital because I noticed I was swallowing something and I couldn’t stop. I got up and blood just started to gush out of my nose. I called the nurse in my room so that she could help me. I couldn’t get the bleeding to stop coming from my nose. As, the nurse called the doctors in the room, I started to bleed out of my mouth because I was spitting out blood clots, swallowing blood clots, all while my nose was still bleeding. It took a professional Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor to come in and perform a procedure to stop the bleeding.
During all of this, I thought I was going to die. I actually kept asking the doctors was I going to die because I was going through so much. I fell to my knees and started to pray to my God. I asked Him to help me and I told Him that
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