Part Four...God to our rescue & answered prayer!!
God doing a miracle before my eyes with Maya
~ answering prayer His way!~

The doctor's we seemed to see at this point were always "teams"
doing research as Maya seemed to be looked at as a statistic
at this point. But PTL one doctor from India that we had met
as Maya's internist approved by her Medicaid turned into a
God's send. He didn't practice at this hospital but phoned
Crystal often to see how Maya was progressing, or I used the
word check her status at the time. He was nice enough, as he
did at least have time for conversation, which was very good
for Crystal, but little did I know what God was doing behind
the scenes. He always has a plan.

This doctor had been on
the Internet with another well known famous baby liver
internist discussing Maya's case over the last 4 months
unknown to us of course. Well please let me tell you about
real life angels and miracles. This particular doctor,
just happen to be at a little South Carolina hospital doing
a job evaluation, at the same time that our Maya was there,
and Maya's doctor unable to practice out of his county asked
if he could possibly read her chart and evaluate her while he
was in the area!!! Talk about a God thing, now this was a
God thing. Of course we didn't know who this strange looking
man was with a business suit on coming into our room,
and reading her chart to just say um, yeah, Um, Ok, I see,
look at us and smile then leave the room to never see him
again. Who was that man for God's sakes? My answer: He was
an angel sent by God himself.

This "man" wrote a prescription
out for Maya that the hospital couldn't even fill.
Made a totally new schedule for her to be placed on,
then seem to disappear.
Crystal and I came home that evening and took turn after
turn calling drug stores, physicians, pharmacy's and
everything we knew to do to find the items need to get
someone to mix this compound. Finally a little elderly
gentleman well known for "finding" things, who lived in
the foothills of the mountains, just 7 miles from our home
told us, not to worry, he would have the compound mixed for
us to hold on for 48 hours. Well at this point we could go
for that as the hospital didn't see the need as great as
we did, this was our miracle girl! Praise to God, the next
afternoon, he called and he had the drug ready for us.
Of course we went to get it and straight to Maya. The
doctor's acted a little skeptical about this, but
started to administer the drug to Maya with a change
of IV fluid and the feeding tube was even changed to a
new mixture of formula. (At this point Maya was too weak
to eat and a tube had been placed for nourishment.)

Well another week passed and grandmother was still beside
the bed praying and Crystal holding her own, in a state of
just existing I felt holding on the best she could.
The doctors coming in and out doing their chart thing
and that is about it, leaving and not saying much of anything.

Days passed and things started to change, the tube was
removed, and Crystal was asked to try to feed Maya with
a bottle and her diaper now had a different substance to
them. I knew God was healing Maya, even though we were
still not given any hope. I just knew!

Then the day we long awaited came. The doctor that had
been coming in looking at me strangely and leaving came
to visit on this day. He said he couldn't explain it,
but that if things continue at the rate they were going
he would be sending Maya home in a few days, then left.
Crystal asked, "Mother does that mean Maya is going to
be ok?" I replied sweetheart, I am not sure what the
doctor is saying, but I believe God is saying, "Yes."

Three days later the doctor returned to release Maya
and finally acknowledge that all he knew was
Grandmother had an inside line to God that he knew
nothing about. Praise God, this doctor said the word…"GOD."
That had also been one of Grandmother's prayers.
I still pray for this man to know the God I have
come to know in all His Holiness. For He is an
awesome God. I take no Glory for Maya's healing,
but I can say that for each and every valley God
has a purpose and that purpose is to know His love
and His presence in it's fullness, the way that He
honored me to see. I am so unworthy of that.
But for some reason……He chose me, and I thank
Him & Praise Him for it all. Behind every tear
and every pain He had a plan that I couldn't
always see.

INDEX

[ PART ONE ] [ PART TWO ]

[ PART THREE ] [ PART FOUR (you are here) ]

[ PART FIVE ] [ PART SIX ]

[ PART SEVEN ] [ PART EIGHT ]

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