“Stillborn” baby lives after hours in cooler

Mon, Aug 18, 2008 (Reuters) — A stillborn Israeli baby who was pronounced dead by doctors “came back to life” on Monday after spending hours in a hospital refrigerator.

The baby, weighing only 600 grams at birth, spent at least five hours inside one of the hospital’s refrigerated storage units, before her parents, who had taken her to be buried, began noticing some movement.

“We unwrapped her and felt she was moving. We didn’t believe it at first. Then she began holding my mother’s hand, and then we saw her open her mouth,” said 26-year-old Faiza Magdoub, the baby’s mother.

The baby was pronounced dead several hours earlier, after doctors at Western Galilee hospital in northern Israel were forced to abort her mother’s pregnancy because of internal bleeding. Magdoub was 23 weeks into her pregnancy.

“We don’t know how to explain this, so when we don’t know how to explain things in the medical world we call it a miracle, and this is probably what happened,” hospital deputy director Moshe Daniel said.

The baby was then taken to the hospital’s neonatal intensive care unit for further treatment, but doctors were not sure how long she will live.

Motti Ravid, a professor of internal medicine, told Israel’s Channel 10 that the low temperature inside the cooler had slowed down the baby’s metabolism and likely helped her survive.
— Reuters

I thought I would post this…God is so awesome!


If you are happy tonight.  Loved and Content.  Warm in your home surrounded by those you hold dear, remember these joys are just a shadow of what is to come.  This world is not your home.   Better days are ahead.

If tonight you hurt.  Memories flooding behind closed eyes as you lie in the dark.  Hounded by your grief. Take comfort, this world is not your home.  Better days are ahead.

If tonight you are alone.  Unloved. Everyone has someone.  Except you.

If tonight you are scared.  There is too much month at the end of your check.  No food in the pantry.  No gas in the car.

If tonight you are exhausted.  Worn out from trying to be everything to everyone.  Failing all around.

If tonight you crave the sin you left behind.  It calls to you.  Seductively offering a respite from your pain.  If the reasoning has began winding its way through your mind and heart.

Rest in this promise.  This world is not your home.  Better days are ahead.

I came across this poem of sorts in in this blog written by Amanda Sanders.  All of her stories are touching, and she is just a reminder that times can be at their toughest but you must always seek God, and he will provide, because even if not in our time, he always does.

I love my family so much, and it is just so hard to imagine all of the hurt and pain that may burden my children as they grow, and I hate that.  I know that the Lord will lead them, and that he will help them find strength, but I fear he might use them as an example of how the strong aren’t really strong at all.  I try so hard not to let fear come over me, and to keep the vision of hope for better days in my head.  It becomes a difficult task if I sit and think of all of the worldly things my children may go through.  But, I always go back to reminding myself that God provides, he heals, and he makes all things new.  I should not fear the world, because it is in the palm of his hand, and through him, all miracles are possible, and without hope, we cannot have faith.  So, I am always hoping for better days, so that I may keep my faith in him.

DSCN3116Lord, I pray that you keep my little ones safe, and free from harm.  I pray that you use them to show the world what good people are.  Help me to teach them the lessons most valuable in life.  Help me teach them how to love, how to hope, and how to have an open mind, and heart.  Let us not judge others for their sins, but help us to take a good look at ourselves.  Lord I thank you every day for all of the richness you have brought to my life.  I thank you for a husband who is trying his best to let you lead him, so that he can lead us. And, I thank you for beautiful children in both minds and souls.  Amen.

So, I thought I’d share with you my experience with kindergarten moms and dads today. I was asked last night if I could take my friends daughter (We’ll call her Princess) to her second day of kindergarten, of course I said yes, I love her and her sister so much, there’s not much I wouldn’t do for those little girls. She goes to the “afternoon” class which was kind of nice because it gave me enough time to get her and all of the other little rascals ready for the day without rushing around the house like a chicken with its head cut off. So I get to her school, and I pull up to the gateway to the kindergarten playground, all the moms and dads are taking pictures, and oh so sweetly watching their little babies go off to set their backpacks down and hit the swings. I get out of the truck, the gigantic truck, and my twins start screaming, at first gentle screams, but it builds as I walk around to get Princess out of her side of the truck. Already the “Lookie Lou’s” are a- lookin’. Then, I take Princess up to the gate, open it up, and I ask her if she has to wait until the teacher greets her for me to leave, and that right there was just the wrong question because all heads turned from the truck to me, like “What kind of mom are you? You’ve got three kids screaming in your earth killing, gas guzzling, space taking truck, and you ask HER if you need to wait, get it together lady!” But I keep my cool like I always, well ok usually do, told her to have a good day, then was interrupted by even louder shrieking. I turn and there’s a big lady walking by gawking at my kids and look around for their owner. I look at her through the rays of sun in my eyes and tell her, “They’re mine, and I’m right here.” She pretended she wasn’t giving me dirty looks. “Ok, bye Princess! See you later.” Oh the judgement that stirs the pot we call this big world. Is it really your job to give me dirty looks? I’m sorry I didn’t want to take my 3 kids, out of all of the 3 car seats, only to walk 15 feet away from the truck for less than 2 minutes. Mind your own business please, thank you.

Well, here goes. Hi, I’m Rachel. Introductions are hard enough in person aren’t they? I’m reading too much into this and I just need to be myself, hopefully you’ll like me that way. And, if you don’t, then you can go read another blog. Tonight is a quiet night, the kids are next door at their grandparents house playing (yes I said next door…I know you feel my pain). SOMETIMES its not so bad, but others…eh. My husband is sleeping, and snoring as he so often does on Sunday afternoons to catch up on lost sleep from his busy summer work week. He does heating and air conditioning, and we live in California, so you can imagine his schedule.

I guess introductions are in order for all members of my rad family…I am Rachel as you know, Alex is my husband, I have twins, they’re Alex and Ethan, and then there’s our little princess(and shes knows it) Isabella. I am so so blessed to have such a wonderful family, and though at times things can be hectic, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I am a lover of all things culture, most things baked and of all things fun. I am only 21…and I choose to tell you this so you can ooh and ahh at how large my family already is…no really, I get it all of the time so its ok. Had I not told you, you would probably think I was in my late 20’s, maybe even early 30’s because I love to sew, and bake, and I am just so darn wise. Hahaha. Plus, I say things like “pocket book” instead of wallet. Age makes no difference to me though, our bodies may grow old and weary, but our souls always stay young, because they last for eternity. It isn’t true when people say “all good things must come to an end.” There are no ends, only new beginnings. The glass is half full…yada yada yada. A lot of the things I actually say end with, “You know what I mean,” or, “so on and so on,” and, like I said above, “yada, yada, yada,” Because I am always being interrupted, (like now) by the little rascals. I sometimes don’t make sense, but as long as it’s alright with you, it’s alright with me.

Well, I hope you come back for more. Because there is more to come. I am also open to questions, and comments, and maybe even some topics you’d like to hear about out of my mouth, well hands actually, but from my mind. You can email me at BananasBlog@hotmail.com. I truly hope to hear from you soon.

Good news travels fast…so tell your friends there’s a new girl in blog town, k? Thanks.