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No Greater Love

Prelude:  For those who may be under the impression that I’ve withdrawn from RS due to my health, thank you for your concerns but that isn’t the case.  I have a very real opportunity to make significant changes in my living conditions, and I need to spend my time wisely by focusing on this opportunity.  Yet when I read this story, it touched me so deeply that I could not help but invest the time in sharing it with other RS readers.  It’s a break away from the “heat” of politics in that it reminds us of how precious life truly is.

Have you heard the story about Stacie Crimm?    Stacie was a 41-year-old woman who found out that she was pregnant after many years of wanting a child and being told that she could not become pregnant.  Stacie was apparently ecstatic over the news of her pregnancy.  Then things began to go terribly wrong.

Stacie developed severe headaches and double-vision while tremors wracked her body.  With her family’s encouragement, Stacie proceeded to visit several physicians, and after completion of CT scan, the diagnosis was made…Stacie had neck and head cancer.

Rather than choosing chemotherapy treatments that might have saved her own life, Stacie made the choice to give her child a chance to live by refusing to participate in what could be life-saving treatments for herself but could severely damage or kill her unborn child.

Stacie died shortly after her daughter, Dottie, was born.

Read the story.  It’s as heart-touching and inspiring as any I’ve ever seen.

No greater love has any man that s/he can willingly choose to lay down their life for another human being.  No greater love.

I’ll include the last part of the article here, because thanks to the actions of a few determined individuals, Stacie does get the opportunity to hold her daughter and look into her eyes before they were parted by death.

On Sept. 8, Crimm stopped breathing and once again was resuscitated. Hospital doctors and nurses warned the family that she likely was dying.

“Her heart had stopped. She quit breathing. She was technically dead, and then they brought her back,” said Ray Phillips.

But she had not yet held the baby whose life she had chosen above her own.

She’d never touched the golden fluff of fuzz framing her baby Dottie’s angelic face. Never counted those fingers as tiny and perfect as a doll’s. Never looked into those dark blue eyes.

But a quiet yet determined nurse and mother, Agi Beo, couldn’t bear to think of Crimm’s emotional pain.

“She was in the last stage with the brain tumor. And she never got to see the baby,” Beo said.

“This baby was everything she had in this world.”

With Crimm’s death imminent, Beo worked with nurse Jetsy Jacob to step up their questioning of the family, healthcare professionals and disease experts about Crimm’s condition, including her staph infection. They talked to Neoflight, the medical center’s neonatal transport team, about using a capsule-like ICU to safely move Dottie.

When his sister regained consciousness later that day, Phillips asked what she thought about possibly seeing Dottie. Crimm’s eyes popped open and she raised her hands as if to ask where was her child.

Nurses wheeled Dottie down the hallway to her mother moments later. Phillips said doctors, nurses and others clad in protective gear gathered as nurses carefully lifted the baby from the incubator under her mother’s watchful eye.

They placed the baby on her mother’s chest. Mother and child gazed into each other’s eyes for several minutes. She smiled at the baby who at last lay in her arms.

No one said a word. No one had a dry eye.

Stacie Crimm died three days later.

Last week, Ray Phillips fulfilled his last promise to his sister. Healthy, 5-pound Dottie went home to live with Ray and Jennifer Phillips and her four new siblings

 

 

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