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SEPT. 13,1979 - SEPT. 25,1997

Heaven's Special Child!

The Meeting!

A meeting was held quite far from earth
"It's time again for another birth"
Said the Angels to the Lord above
"This special child will need much love
His progress may seem slow
Accomplishments he may not show
And he'll require extra care
From folks he meets way down there"

  "He may not run, laugh or play
His thoughts may seem quite far away
In many ways he won't adapt
And he'll be known as handicapped"

  "So let's be careful where he's sent
We want his life to be content
Please Lord find the parents who
Will do this special job for you"

  "They will not realize it right away
The special role they're asked to play
But with this child sent from above
Comes a richer much stronger love"

  "Soon they'll know the privilege given
In caring for this gift from heaven
Their precious gift meek and mild
He is Heavens Special Child"
Author Unknown

Greg was always a very special child so; it is only logical for him to be considered a very special angel.  He was not supposed to have been born alive;  he was not supposed to have lived after he was born.  He had the desire and will to survive against all odds.  Greg was in kidney failure before he was born, which only worsened as he aged.  He had two major surgeries before he was a month old.  In the first three years of his life he suffered more pain than most people face in a lifetime.  I was contacted just before Greg was four month old and asked if I would take him as a foster child because his parents were not able to care for a critically ill child that was not expected to survive.  I was also told that if I did not take him that he would have to be put into a nursing home because I was the only registered nurse that they had as a foster parent.  The decision was an easy one, of course, I would take him.
The day that I brought Greg home with me he was exactly three months and three weeks old and weighed eight pounds, nine and one half ounces.  Greg's pediatrician told me that he had made an appointment to see Greg in his office in one week but that he expected to see me sooner.  At this point survival was up to Greg; they had done everything they could.  I was to feed him every four hours.  In fact sometimes, I would feed him as many as three times before he could keep his formula down.  One week later he weighed nine pounds and fifteen ounces.  Below are pictures of Greg the day I brought him home from the hospital,  the day of his doctor's visit one week later and at age six months.

Age 3mos, 3weeks
Age 4mos.
Age 6 mos.

 Greg was an organ, tissue donor.  You could also be
a donor when you life ends.  The gift of life is a very  precious, unselfish gift.  Sign an organ donor card.

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