Newborn child, seconds after birth. The umbilical cord has not yet been cut. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
6.am, January 26, 2002.
This is a true story, please read on.
They left their house optimistic about the new baby that would soon grace their home, the husband helped his beaming, but heavily pregnant wife into their brand new Toyota Carina‘s car and they zoomed out of their new house en route the hospital.
12 hours later… At 11pm. The baby’s head was not descending.
”Too big,” the junior doctor on duty murmured and decided on a caesarean section, a process where they would surgically remove the baby. They paged the consultant who came to the hospital within fifteen minutes. As the wife was slowly wheeled into the theatre, she saw her husband by the door, he looked tired and petrified, he had been a sentry all day at the hospital reception, waiting for his wife and new son to come out.
She touched his hand and whispered with tears in her eyes, ”I am so sorry, I tried,”
”It’s okay darling, I’ll be waiting for you, I love you,” and he kissed her on the cheek, and she disappeared into the theatre, and the battle began.
A forty-five minutes operation turned into two, three, four hours… The anaesthetic applied was three times over the limit and the drug shut down her heart, the mistake was to set in motion a series of errors which ended in tragedy…
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The consultant’s brows creased up in a frown, everything that could go wrong did, and he was very close to this particular patient, he was quite fond of her and her new husband. What he loved about them was their love for each other, so he would do everything within his power to make sure she did not die on his watch.
”Time of death, 2.21 am,” a young doctor announced, he had been on his feet all day, he’d managed a toasted bread since morning and was teetering towards exhaustion. Nurses had been on strike at the general hospital for a week, and he had been on duty almost every day, keeping his eyelids open was a herculean task.
”No,” the consultant snapped, ”charge the defibrillator to two hundred.” They did, and there was a beeping sound on the machine, which indicated the heart was regularly beating, sighs of relief permeated the atmosphere as the consultant worked feverishly to bring the baby out. With that part over, the baby who was blue due to lack of oxygen was quickly taken to the neonatal intensive care. The doctor was sewing her up when there was another flat line.
The stubborn doctor performed external chest compression, and the defibrillator ( a machine used to send an electric shock to the heart to make it work again) was used to charge her heart again, and it worked, but only for a few minutes and the third time her heart stopped, the doctor wanted to call it. He asked a nurse to page another consultant while he ordered one of the junior doctors to start external chest compression and he fled the theatre.
Outside, he saw the husband sitting down, looking lost and very tired. When the husband heard approaching footsteps, he jumped to his feet and blurted out.
”How is my wife, is she okay?” The doctor swallowed hard before replying.
”There was a technical problem about the anaesthetic, and I am so sorry.” But the words got stuck in his throat, he couldn’t bring himself to say his wife was dead. Instead, he grabbed his hands and promised, ”your wife would be fine, have you seen your son?”
”Yes,” the husband replied with his voice trembling, ”he doesn’t look too good,”
The doctor nodded and rushed back to the theatre, the junior doctor was still performing the compressions. The consultant took over as two senior doctors entered the theatre, and they fought to save the life of this young wife.
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7th February 2002.
The husband sat down in his living room surrounded by family and friends, they prayed, they cried, and they left.
And he was alone… there was no crying of a newborn infant, just dead silence.
He sat alone, staring into space. And then his wife walked in from the room, and he stood up, they hugged.
He was no longer alone. Their son did not survive, but the wife did. They have another chance to start again, they mourned for Angel, their son, but knew they would see him again on heaven’s shores.
03 December 2002.
Eleven months later, they welcomed another son into their home, and their joy was full, it was a miracle.
Four years later, a daughter came and another four years later, another son.
And they said the Lord has been merciful…
I was (is) that woman… And my husband… well he was (is) the…husband. I believe in second chances, I was dead, but I am alive again! Don’t you think that was so sweet?
Seyi Sandra David 
Wow, so very touching.
Thanks for your comment, really appreciate it! Cheers.
Yes ! 🙂
Thanks!
Bless you and your family. I went through a very simular birth years ago and like you know my little ones are with God and one day I will be there also. It is wonderful how He always gives us joy after pain .
I am so sorry about your losses, God would definately strenghten and keep you till you meet them again. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Blessings and Love.
Amazing
Thanks!
Mercy!
Yes! Mercy sustained us through it all! Thanks Linda.
Thank-you. Birth is so close to death in so many ways. I can relate to your personal battle. It is so (bitter)sweet.
Yes it is, thanks for your comment and for checking out my blog. Women go through a lot during childbirth, I love my mom more when I got married and the kids came, it is a huge responsibility having a family. Thanks again for stopping by. Cheers!
Beautifully written!! Just when you think that your life is about to end, you see the silver light in the horizon and a second chance appears out of no-where!! Glad you grabbed the second chance and used it well!!
Hugs,
Sumithra.
Thanks Sumithra for your comment. It was a miracle of life and even though my son passed away, I am sure I would see him again and I was given a second chance! I am grateful for that. Thanks for visiting my blog! Cheers.
I am so sorry for the loss of Angel. I am glad you had a second chance…
Thanks Alastair, I believe I’ll see him again, finally had the courage to tell the story, thanks for stopping by. Cheers!
I thought I had read this before when I started reading it. It is one of those that stick in your memory.
Yes, I believe you will see him again as well. We are all set to go to the gates and meet loved ones again. I believe, as you describe in Cydonia, people are waiting there.
This gave me shivers. Beautifully told. 🙂
Thanks for your comment Addie, I wrote the story through the eyes of the doctors and my husband, they told me how it happened. Thanks for stopping by. Cheers!
Oh my goodness! Thank God for his mercies…amazing story. Yea, I’m very glad to meet another talented Nigerian blogger! 🙂
Thank you for your kind words, I am so glad to meet you too!
Love and blessings!
Wow. Very intense! I’m sorry for your loss and I rejoice with you that you are here, you have a son and you will see Angel again in Heaven! Thanks for telling your story.
Thank you Ken, it’s been so long and I thought, why not let people know about Angel and what we experienced as a new couple? It’s also therapeutic for me in a way. No matter how long it is, the loss of a loved never really goes away but time does lessen the pain and my faith in God has helped also. Thanks for your comment Ken.
Cheers!
Very touching story…Also loved the suspense and the end :)… You have written a very very beautiful article … Which will definitely stick in my mind for a long long time :)… Thanks for sharing your story 🙂
Thanks for your comment, it took me a while before I actually decided to tell the story but I felt it was the right time anyway. Thank you for stopping by my blog! Cheers!!
Thank you for sharing such a personal, important experience in your life.
Thank you for reading it. God has been faithful to my family and it is my way of letting people know that pain doesn’t last forever and that second chances are real, we can still rejoice at the end of the day. Thanks for visiting my site.
Cheers!
I’ve typed and retyped a sentence three times now. Words fail me. It’s a beautiful story, but so tragic. I can’t imagine…
Thanks Jeff for your comment, it WAS tragic when it first happened, you cannot imagine what we went through… But God in His infinite mercies has blessed us with three wonderful children, hence, ”The angels of mercy”. And I have hope that we will see Angel again. Thanks for reading my story.
Cheers.
i know this came from deep within … felt each word with heart & soul. you are so beautiful! love, light & blessings x
Thanks Caroline, you’ve summed it up for me and I love you for it.
Blessings and love!
ray of light! thanks for shining … xoxo
Great post. i was breathless half way through the story.
Thanks Manu for your comment and for reading my story. You are such a talented man, I love your site.
Cheers!
Thanks Seyi.
Thanks for the visit and likes. The admiration is mutual and I shall be visiting often. 🙂
Cheers my friend!
Very powerful story..very powerful indeed….
Thanks for reading my story.
Cheers!
t was beautiful and touching, and I admire your faith.
Thank you for your kind words! I really appreciate it:)
t was beautiful and touching, and I admire your faith.
Thanks for following my blog.
My pleasure Ron.
That really was quite some entry. My sympathies for your loss, and my joy at your blessings x
Thanks for your comments and kind words.
Cheers
What a moving story, it really is a miracle that you are here to tell it.
Yes! Thanks for your comment:)
Wow. A miracle for sure. What a touching story. I bet you are an awesome mom too!
Now I am blushing! Thanks for your comment.
Cheers.
That’s a powerful story. Thank you for sharing it.
That’s a powerful story. Thanks for sharing it.
Thank you for reading it!
Cheers!
A very moving story. Joy and sorrow and hope.
You’re right about it all, thanks for your comment!
No matter how hard they fought to save you I think it was your will to live that brought you through. A moving story, thanks for sharing.
You’re right Danny, thanks for reading it. Cheers-:)
Seyi, thank you so much for liking my post.Withing you a blessed thanksgiving.Jalal ( l enjoy reading your thoughts,You are a brave lady.)
My pleasure Jalal, thanks for reading my post.
Cheers-:)
Wow! What an incredible story… Not too many people can truly say they’ve had a second chance at life. The beauty and the sadness of it all…
You’re right Alarna, I guess there is purpose to everything. Thanks for your comment!
Cheers-:)
Thank you for sharing such a personal story. Someday I hope to share a similar story. I have started writing about it, but the tears keep me from finishing.
I feel so honored that you are following my blog! Thank you for stopping by 😉
Oh dear, don’t share it till you’re ready.I waited for almost eleven years before I could share mine and even at that the feelings don’t go away but it does help.
Thank you Jodi for checking mine too. God bless you!
Love and Peace-:)
Miracle upon miracle, that you lived, that you were able to give life to two other children. God bless you and your family
Thank you for your comment, Ray’s Mom, it was a miracle indeed and I was able to give birth to three other children, my eldest son would be ten years old on Monday. Thanks so much for visiting my blog, I really appreciate it!
Cheers-:)
You are truly blessed
This song is so deep, thank you!
Emotionally powerful and beautifully written. And such a touching lesson about hope after loss…and the blessing that follow.
Congratulations on your wonderful family.
Thank you Marylin, those are wonderful words and it meant a lot to me. Cheers-:)
Aptly named, as you had angels attending you all along the way, not the least of whom was your consultant.Love those Human Angels. Looks like you may be one also. Many blessings for continued miracles.
Thank you for your kind comments and for stopping by my blog, I really appreciate it!
Love and blessings-:)
[…] You may wonder why, I am not in any way related to the Kulars, but I am a mother, who had experienced the loss of a child, although not in that way. You may read of my true story here: https://seyisandradavid.org/2012/11/14/death-and-the-angels-of-mercy/ […]
So sorry about your little angel. May he rest in peace as he place between the clouds awaiting for a reunion with his family as their times come one by one.
{Hugs}
Thanks my dear Rosy, that hope keeps me going, I’m positive I would see him and hold him in my arms, with my saviour smiling beside us! 🙂
Touching….Sorry for your loss but let’s be thankful for the beauty for the Ashes.
You’re right dear friend. I’m so grateful for your kindness. God bless you richly.
Blessings.
Sandra, I teared up reading this. I thank God for your life. Indeed God loves you and He saved you for a purpose. May you live long to fulfill that purpose my dear. 🙂
Thank you my dear Celestine. God has been good to me, I’m always grateful for the second chance to live again and touch lives! I’m grateful for your visit and kind comment!
Blessings. 🙂
All I could say is “Glory be to Almighty GOD”… You are forever strong.
Thanks so much my sister!
I am moved beyond words my dear friend…In all the tragedy and fear, God in His wisdom, grace and loving mercy saved you, and blessed your family so wonderfully, with your beautiful son Angel safe at rest in His loving arms. God bless you dear Seyi, with much love and so many blessings yet to come for you and your beautiful family… ❤
Thank you my friend. I don’t know why but I kept having flashbacks to my brief encounter with the supernatural and I knew I had to write it down. By doing so, I’m acknowledging it. Heaven is real and that hope is important to me as a follower of Jesus, that I would see my son again.
Thanks for stopping by my friend. The blogging bug seemed to have bitten me, would be at yours again.
Much love to you Sherri. 🙂
Heaven is real, and your blessed hope in being reunited with your beautiful, beloved son, is a certainity, as writing about your flashbacks seals that hope in your heart. I am so, so sorry for the loss of your son my dear Seyi, but you have such a strong faith which blesses me and all who read your testimony. The blogging bug does that doesn’t it? 😉 The Summerhouse always awaits to give you a warm welcome my dear friend… much love to you 🙂
You’re right Sherri. Heaven is indeed very real. I do miss my son and wondered what could have been but I’m not sad because I know I’ll see him again anyway.
Thanks for your kindness Sherri, I’m really grateful.
I’ll be over to yours now. I have a cup of tea beside me, I’ll just grab some biscuits, that would make me linger more! 🙂
I’ll put the kettle on…. 🙂
That would be cool. I finished two cups of tea already! 🙂
It is sweet indeed.
Was weary to finish reading. Great ending.
Beautiful Seyi.
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