Anesthesiologist: A Short Story

Upon arriving it became obvious the night ahead of us would be long. I had not dilated at all, but my body was in labor. After some time, the doctor hooked me up to I.V. medication to speed up the process. I requested my epidural and the anesthesiologist came. After inserting the epidural, they informed my mother they would be back when they did the c-section on me. My mother did not tell me this until after the delivery. She knew I had prayed, and believed by faith I would deliver Micah naturally. Several medical people had told me I would not deliver my baby naturally due to my size and shape, but I prayed and trusted God would somehow aid me in a natural delivery. I had to go back to work seventeen days after Micah was born.

Just before 4:00 a.m., the monitor, which showed the baby’s heartbeat, became dead silent. The nurse moved a few things and then got the doctor. The doctor quickly came in and
I pushed for three hours. It was long and hard which is not uncommon for most first babies. At the very end, I told the doctor, "I quit! Please, just take the baby." Calmly, he responded, "You cannot quit. You have gone too far now - push!"

Within minutes, Micah James was born. I had delivered him naturally, so once again God had faithfully answered my prayers. Micah weighed eight pounds and fifteen ounces. He was four weeks early, but perfectly healthy! I was excited and exhausted. Kevin went home to sleep, and I rested between visitors. Kevin came back late in the afternoon. He had a grin on his face. I inquired about his expression. Kevin replied: “I have a job!”

The new business where he had applied in December called and gave him a position over the phone. He would start work on Monday. I was amazed. I knew it was God. The timing was perfect! This job was obviously hand picked for Kevin. My prayers were answered and Kevin had a job not before the baby was born, but on the very day he was born. God is always on