My Amazing Journey part 5

 I work swing shift at a paper mill. So you could say that I am pretty much sleep deprived with swinging between days and nights. On my off days I would go to the hospital and spend time with Lynn. When I really needed to catch up on sleep I would stay at home. The cot that they gave me to sleep on was not the most comfortable. But it wasn't even close to the situation that my wife was going through.

 They had a fitness center at the hospital. So one morning after sleeping on that cot I told Lynn that I was going to work out. As I was changing into some workout clothes she asked if I would get her a nurse, that something was feeling a little weird. She didn't look too distressed so I didn't think nothing of it. So a nurse came in to examine her. As I was tying my shoes she says, "oh, oh, the head is right there. I am going to get a doctor."

 So the doctor came in and checked everything out. He told us that we were delivering the babys that day. I started to do the math inside of my head, we were sitting at 23 weeks and 4 days. It was way too early.

  Now this was one of the amazing things that took place where I feel God gave us a gift. The two days prior to that day one of the doctors gave Lynn a steroid shot. It was a shot that took 48 hours to take effect. The shot was to aide in the development of the babys lungs. If that shot would not have been administered they would not have survived we were told. There really was no reason to give the shot that early. I later hunted down the doctor to find out why she gave the shot. She basically said that she had a feeling. I just left it at that. I now wonder if God came a calling to her.

So they hauled Lynn away. It was shift exchange for the doctors so a few from the other shift decided to stay and give a hand in this most difficult of deliveries. A nurse led me to a room to change into my scrubs. She forgot to come get me as I sat and sat, and sat. She was really sorry and led me to the delivery room. I looked around and must have counted a total of 10-12 doctors and nurses. Being nieve about deliveries I just figured that was standard.

 We had plenty of time to pick out names and at the time I was a big fan of the show "Lost". There was a character named Sawyer on the show. He was a tough guy, always getting beat up, but always prevailed. We said, the first one to come out would be Sawyer. He was to be the big brother. The second ones name was Sean. Later I found out that they are both Irish names. So a little luck of the Irish was with us that morning.

 The doctors warned us that they probably wouldn't be able to make a sound. They were going to be very week from lack of development. It didn't take long before Sawyer entered the world. And guess what, a little squeal came out of his mouth. I remember the sigh of relief that took over that room at that moment. The doctors worked very fast, putting him on oxygen and fixxing him up with tubes and other devices.

 Now next was Sean. He wasn't so lucky. He was unresponsive so they had to resuscitate him. They tried and tried as I was holding my wifes hand ever so tightly. It was going on 8 minutes and they were going to abort at 10. In between that time they got his pulse. We were so happy, we got hugs from all the doctors and nurses. They all did such a great job. And to think less than an hour prior I was going to be working out. At least I was there that day. I am so thankful for that.

 Everyone please keep reading as there are more trials that we had to face where God was testing and providing us strength.

  God Bless you all and have a great day!!