|Her Hero, later in the afternoon.. the same day.|
Even as I type these words, I have to almost disconnect from the reality that was in our hands.
Priscilla was slipping away from this life, not breathing, turning grey in my husbands arms. Sean brought her into our home crying himself, "what do I do?! what do I do?!".
My first thought she was hurt, but I saw no blood. Then I saw she was dripping wet and thought "O God, she fell in the pool". Her body was going more and more lifeless by the second. Lydia called 911 and handed Elijah the phone, Sean was screaming/praying. I was shaking, crying and tried to pry my finger into her mouth telling her "to breath!" (Her jaw was so clenched, I am still healing from a wound her teeth left.) As soon as I got my finger back out, I thought "CPR!" I blew into her mouth with all the effort I could. My breath felt so weak, but apparently two breathes were enough. She made a small sound and color started to return.
I expected water to expel out of her mouth- anything- but nothing. Sean got her upright and kept talking to her. She appeared out of it or coming out of a deep sleep. Sean kept saying "she's ok, she's ok".
I crumbled. I fell to my knees bawling. Every limb of me was shaking more. My knees. My hands. Everything.
It hit hard. I almost faced the death of one of my children.
|The red bin normally has a couple inches of water,|
but not after a rainstorm.
I made sure I checked her breathing with my stethoscope, heart rate.. ect. I knew she was stable.
I then FOUND Mordecai (on his bed), I smiled with all my strength: "Mordecai YOU SAVED your baby sister. You are a SUPERHERO. A big brother who took care of his sister, because you called for Daddy she was able to live. God used YOU to save her her life." His BIG smile was worth a thousands words.
It took quite awhile for our house to return to "normal". We had to pray as a family, regroup, and let people cry. I held Priscilla in my arms for the next hour or so. She slept. I had to push away thoughts of her being gone... dying in our arms.
|friends for life|
Lord Jesus, I praise you everyday for my children. They each are precious gifts. I would never choose to let them go, but understand your ways are higher than my own. Thank you for hardship. Thank you for miracles. Forever may our family draw closer to You... You ALONE are God.
|thankful for this little person.|