When I had my 15th birthday I got sick. Fever and my head hurted. We thought
that it was the flue. So we didn't do much about it. But it got worse.
So later in the week the doctor was home . He checked my loungs and said that I had to
have an x-ray the next day.
I fainted when I came to the hospital. And if that wasn't enough the doctor said that
I had to be there.
They took many tests ,and I got a drip. But since I'm allergic to plastic my hands
swallowed up. I had to change needle , every second day. I remember that the last day I had to
change, I cried.
I don't remember very much. But my mother has told me what happened.
The day that I almost died. I said to her " Do you see the light, and hear the music. Why is there
standing so many angels beside my bed ? "
But the funny thing about this, is that I got well after this. So maybe it wasn't my
turn yet. Maybe I should tell others about what I saw ??
The doctor said that they had given me the strongest medicine, so it was just the "Big doctor"
that could cure the rest. And he did again!
God's way is love. We don't understand it. I should wish that I could show this love till every people in the
world, but I'm not good at that.
In the toughest times God is carrying us in his hands. That is a wonderful thought and his
angels are guarding us on the way.
One day we are going to see them again. I'm looking forward to that.
Last updated November 16th 2001
Irene Jeanett Kristin BjørtomtIRENE'S STORY
I'll start at the beginning. I was born 3 months to early.
So when I was born my loungs were not that ok. I got 100 prosent oxygen.
That can be a danger, but I didn't get any damage.
Since I was all blue, and everyone thought that I was going to die, the priest came
to baptise me , two hours old.
When he lay his hand on my head, I got all red.
He said it was a miracle. Maybe it was ??