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Someone To Watch Over Me
Thank God my Guardian Angel was watching over me that night in the Phoenix V. A. Hospital E. R.
November 28th, 2008. The clock on the pale green hospital wall clicks midnight.
A concerned angel is looking down upon me as I lay on my back in the emergency room of the Phoenix VA Hospital. My flaming red body is horribly riddled with bubbling pustules.
"Oh, God! He looks to be suffering in immense pain,” the angel cries. “Poor dear. If his blood pressure drops any further below 40/20 he'll go into cardiac arrest and then he could die. Think You could do something, Boss? Oh, please?"
The Lord rolls His eyes, walks over and asks, "(sigh) Well, WHAT has he done THIS ti... oh, I see. Not his fault. Given a prescribed medication that reacted violently with his body. SJS/TENS Stevens-Johnson Syndrome. His body is fighting off what it thinks is a foreign body that has entered it - his entire mucous membrane system is burning up." He pauses before breaking the bad news.
"Hmmm... Yes angel, I’m afraid he very well just might die."
The angel begs, "But... ok, so he hasn't exactly always been... well... an angel. But he means well. He has a lot of love in his heart if people would give him a chance. Even if he DOES survive, he'll be suffering for quite a while and for the rest of his life in some way anyway. Can’t You help him, Heavenly Father? He likes to make people laugh, you know. That's kind of nice. Right?"
The angel continues to plead my case, "The hospital doesn't even know at this time what is wrong with him his disease is so rare. Maybe three in a million will get it, one in four die and one in eight will suffer blindness in some way." She starts to choke up but continues as The Wise One stares deeply into her glistening doe eyes.
"They don't even know how to treat him at this point. It's just not fair! We might be his only hope right now, Father! Oh, please!" she quickly swipes at a tear while looking down at me writhing in pain.
My Gaurdian Angel pleads my case to her Boss
It's In His Hands Now
“The Big Guy Upstairs” strokes his long white beard, furrows his brow with His arms crossed and ponders for a moment then says, "Hmmm, yes, he IS rather funny at times and Heaven knows people need to laugh more often."
Continuing His thoughts, "Yes... maybe he can help other victims of SJS/TENS and their families when he recovers. But he's going to have a long, tough road ahead of him." He paused. Then after being lost in thought watching me continues, "Keep an eye on him just a bit closer, will you please, child? I think I just might have a very important job for him to do for Me some day."
A tear slowly rolls down my cheek through closed eyes as I lay motionless now, nearly unconscious on the cold grey gurney. The angel, upon seeing this, cocks her head at an angle, and faintly smiles through pursed lips and big sad teary eyes.
I don't see them nor do I hear them. Does my subconscious hear them? I don't know. All I know is that I feel this could be my ultimate time of judgement if I shall live or if I shall die and right now I really need a break.
Drifting in and out of being fully aware of my potentially fatal situation, I'm wondering if someone up above can hear my desperate plea to survive. The pain my entire body feels is excruciating! Like a battle is going on inside of it and I have no control of the outcome. Actually that's exactly what IS happening as my body fights off... ITSELF!
The Lord and My Angel together quietly watch my shallow labored breathing for a moment. Then He says to me, "Alright Daniel, the rest is going to be up to you, son. I expect updates from your little friend here" and pats the back of her tiny ivory hand with His huge, tanned mitt. She grins, staring down momentarily at her bare feet with a bit of embarrassment for the recognition. Then just as quickly she stares down at me with a concerned frown through tears.
"Just keep fighting, kid." Our Father bellows down to me, "You can get through this just as long as you always remember one thing... NEVER LOSE FAITH!”
Back on Earth, I had to deal with my own living Hell. Read my short story written the day I was released after two nearly weeks in the V. A. hospital
Some frequently asked questions:
* Is Stevens-Johnson Syndrome/TENS contagious? No.
* What is Stevens-Johnson Syndrome/TENS? TENS is Toxic Epidermal Necrolysis and nearly the same thing as SJS. They are a sometimes fatal allergic reaction to a prescribed medication.
* Is Stevens-Johnson Syndrome/TENS life threatening? Yes. One in four will die from complications. One in eight suffer some form of blindness.
* What causes Stevens-Johnson Syndrome/TENS? Again, a medication reacts violently with your immune system.
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