was misdiagnosed several years ago and was treated for a bladder infection when she actually
had a virulent cancer. By the time the doctor saw what it was several months had gone
by and successful treatment was difficult.
Having been healed of a near death illness only a couple years before, I felt close
to the very ill and the dying and I prayed for Sarah that she would beat the odds as I
had. I remember going with her to the oncologist when it was determined what her illness
was and talking to her about dying. They gave us some hope at one point when they started
a new treatment for her, but it was too late.
One day another relative called me to tell me that Sarah was getting too ill to remain at home and
so with her permission I made her an appointment at the oncologist's office the next AM and we were
to take her in. About 4 in the morning I woke up and everything was still and quiet and there were these
thoughts coming to me. Was it a dream? I was told that it was OK to take Sarah in to see the doctor, but
that she was going to die of her illness soon. However I was not to worry about her, because she was
a person chosen to go to Heaven.
When I woke up in the morning we took her to the doctor's and as soon as he saw that her skin was
yellow he ordered her to the hospital. Her illness had brought her to jaundice. I personally wheeled her
into her new hospital room, and the first thing I saw there was a white board on the wall and
there was one word on it, "Heaven". I stared at it, and it meant something to me, it was a confirmation
of my dream. How on earth did it come to be on that board?
Every day she got worse, especially when they did the exploratory surgery. One day the hospital administrator
called me into his office and asked me about Sarah's desire to continue the fight. I told him how a similar question
had been put to my wife about me a couple years before, but I had lived and returned to my job and also
to driving. But I told him that Sarah was a different case and her orders were for no heroic actions to be
taken to save her if she was dying, as they said she was. He nodded and she died nine day after entering
the hospital. The doctors were amazed that she had died so soon.
It was her time to go, as it comes to all of us at the proper time. Is she in Heaven? That is what I was told, and
I have come to see that there is much to believe in. More that some people can dream of.
Edited by jjphere, 22 March 2013 - 04:33 PM.