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My Guardian Angel Ann

Tuesday December 19, 2006

Categories: Friendships
I met my guardian angel on a train from New York City to Baltimore, a train I had to sneak onto because of an Amtrak strike.

With people standing in the bathroom, in the café car, and in the aisles, I searched for some open space. A woman in her 50s with platinum hair and a gentle face moved her bags from the seat next to her and said to me, "You can sit here."

It was the first chance to think about my manic day: throwing 25 book ideas at my agent, telling inappropriate jokes to a colleague, and scribbling furious notes about random thoughts. Suddenly, a gorgeous woman seated in front of me got up to leave. She didn't look a day older than 25, so when I heard her mention her adult children living in New York, I said to my train partner, "Genes. Some people get all the good ones."

"Ha," she replied, "And I got mental illness."

"Me too," I said.

"I'm manic depressive," she said.

"Me too," I responded.

We spent the entire three hours taking about diagnoses, medications, psychiatrists, and therapists. I told her that although I had been recently diagnosed as bipolar I didn't like the idea of taking a mood stabilizer.

It turned out Angel Ann was the first sane, articulate bipolar person I'd met. But I forgot to get her number.

Life is mysterious, though, because don't you know that in my rush to get off the train, I left my cell phone on my seat. When I realized I had lost it, I used our home phone to dial its number. My angel answered, and she gave me her phone number.

As my depression worsened, I carried her number in my pocket everywhere I went. Sometimes I phoned her daily to hear a nugget of wisdom. "It won't always be like this," she said, and I believed her because, unlike other friends, she had been there. A woman of strength and determination, she stuck her tongue out at her diagnosis, and went on living her life. I wanted to be like that. Like my angel. I still do.
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GEORGIA HEIDT
August 28, 2007 11:17 AM

HELLO
MY ANGEL IS THE MOTHER MARY IVE SEEN HER TWICE I SAW HER WHEN I HAD CANCER SURGERY TEN WEEKS AGO I DIED IN ER I SAW HER AND ASK HER IF SHE WAS TAKING ME HOME SHE SAID NO WHEN MY HEART START AGAIN FATHER TOLD ME I WAS HERE TO TAKE CARE OF SOME ONE I SUFFER FROM ACUTE HEART AND BRAIN DESEAGE FROM A MASSIVE STROKE IVE BEEN ON LIFE SUPPORT 13 TIMES THIS YEAR AND IVE HAD THE LAST RIGHTS OF THE CHURCH FOUR TIMES MOTHER MARY IS ALLWAYS WITH ME IM ON LIFELINE NOW BECAUSE OF THE HEART AND BRAIN DESEAGE THE ONLY TIME I GET OUT IS TO SEE MY DOCTOR FATHER COMES AND SEES ME EVERY WEEK THANK YOU AND GOD BLESS EVERY ONE
MRS GEORGIA HEIDT

Karen
August 29, 2007 5:25 AM

Last year I spent 8 months in an out of the bed. I went to the ER 5 times, (only to be sent away), had a colonoscopy, barium study, many blood and urine tests, 4 cat scans, 2 ultrasounds and many trips to the doctor. I started out loosing my voice and being tired all the time. Then it was constipation and stomach aches months after months. It finally turned into diarrhea which happened when I ate or drank anything. I lost 45 pounds. My friends told me don't look in the mirror, your hair is awful. And I never did because it was from the toilet to the bed every day. I got so weak I could not lift my head off the pillow. I did not have the strength to dry off after a bath, (forget trying to stand in the shower). The only thing that came up on all of these test was that my white blood cell count was always high. Which means their is infection in the body, but if they could not figure out the source, they could not give me antibiotics. Finally, before my 5th time to the ER, I decided subconsciously that I would go ahead and die, no doctor could treat me or find out what was wrong. I was lieing in my bed and watched my mother bring me a dry piece of toast for breakfast. At that time I felt like the pillows around me were mountains, and my mother was a good distance away. She asked me do I want anything else and I said 1 more piece of dry toast. She brought that to me, I ate half and had to throw the other half on the nighstand because I could not lean over to place it there. It was then I decided to sleep and give up. When I fell asleep a short time later, I heard very clear a woman speak to me. She said "Karen, if you do not get out of bed right now, you are going to die". It was then I felt the urgency of seeking help again. I threw myself out of bed, crawled into my closet and on the floor I proceeded to pull the clothes down to wear. I crawled to the steps and threw my shoes down the stairs. My mom said what is going on? I told her call the ambulance. I told my mom I did not think I could walk to the car in the driveway, which was not far. She said she would help me, and also had to put on my shoes. I went to the hospital and they started the same tests and questions. The doctor told my mom she has been here 2-3 hours and has not had diarrhea yet. My mom said that is because she has nothing on her stomach.
So I asked for crackers. After eating almost 2 crackers, I had to run to the bathroom. He finally agreed to admit me. They did an endoscopy on me and took tissue samples from my stomach and intestines, and gave me every pill known to try to stop the diarrhea. On the 5th day the doctor came in the room and said she was going to have to dismiss me. My mother said she can't go home like this she will die. The only thing helping her now is the IV. The doctor said they would be looking at the test and let us know. My mother said no way. So the doctor told us she would see if any tests came back. 2 hours later a lady from CDC walked in. She looked at my mom and I and said, she found the problem, but we would no believe it. My mom said what is it? The CDC doctor said you have a 3rd world parasite and your body is fighting itself. This parasite is not visible to the human eye and is very rare. She said we will put you on 4 antibiotics to take a one time, that are very strong. In fact I had to sleep at least 2 hours after taking them. Sure enough my diarrhea slowed down and eventually stopped. I went home that Friday afternoon. The point
to this very long story, is that I discovered after a few months and telling people about this woman that spoke to me, that I had the privilege of meeting my Guardian Angel. I was surprised, I never thought of that. So I know without a shadow of doubt that we have a Guardian Angel looking out for us, in that critical time of need.
She saved my life. I saw what my friends meant when I looked in the mirror on the way to the hospital, I scared myself (I looked like a corpse). It took me many months to bounce back but now I am much more spiritual and realize how important it is to believe in a greater power to step in at the most critical times of our lives. Never disregard your inner voice or emotional drive, if it is for the best. Our power comes from within, it is up to us to go past the possibilities and live our dreams. Karen

Luke T.
February 10, 2008 12:42 AM

I suffered from Depression 4 years ago and it took me a little more than one year to get out of it. It was tough as noone around me really knew what was the problem and had had experience with it. I struggled thru it having faith that God would not let me go thru something thatwas not somehow good for me and my walk with Him.I did not use medicines or any other therapy. I struggles thru hoping each time I was down that it would go away. And finally it did getbetter and went away. I thought I was delivered completely from this affliction, but I just got it again 4 months ago and am still struggling with it right now.
I am on my way up and having more good days than bad days. I have had these angels sent by God to my rescue in time of greater difficulty. As I prayed, God answered my prayers like the pastor who was stranded on the roof during the flood and got a ladder, a boat etc... story.
These angels were sent to me at the time I really needed them and I was amazed at the timing and very grateful for them.
They seemed to know a lot more than I about what I was suffering from at the time and helped pull me up.
I don't know what my depression is. It started both times when I was in the airplane and i got claustrophobic and laking oxygen, which made me panic. So it started with a panic attack. Then it was gone for a couple of weeks but when the flight back was due my body reacted with fear and it started a year of attacks that I had to learn to fight and overcome.
I was fine for 4 years and flew without trouble each time.
Last year while I was flying it cam back again. then a few days later after what I would call an emotional event I started overtaking me again.
I knew from past experience how to react to it but slowly it got worse and I hit bottom. It has been a fight once more and 4 months have passed by and I am still battling. But as I said with more days that bad ones right now. So I have hope! I talked to people taking medicine but noone has been really convincing about the help it has brought them and that it might have helped the sickness go away faster. So I have felt like the man who said that without medicine it takes 2 weeks to heal but with medicine it takes only 14 days.
So really no difference! So I am sticking to that. Every time I prayed for God to confirm if this or that medicine would help, He never did.
But when I got really down and it got intense, and I prayed for help He sent me someone each and everytime.
So I know He is here seeing me and helping me.
If you have gone thru something similar and want to get in touch and you have experience with something similar please write me.

rieser
July 14, 2008 3:18 PM

beautiful, thank you

denise murter
August 21, 2008 2:43 PM

i here a lot of people know the name of their GUARDIAN ANGEL, how is that, i would love to learn more.about that i believe in angels totally
i think sometimes that's why i am a live because they save my backside many time, i laugh and say they must be sick of me,


denise pa

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