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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Doctor/Nurse (11/02/06)

TITLE: My Angel
By Trina Courtenay
11/05/06


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Freezing rain pelted the windshield of my car, echoing my rapidly rising heartbeat as I drove myself to the newly opened general hospital in May 1995. My arrival at the administration desk caused excitement within the staff as the knowledge that the first expectant mother had arrived. I, on the other hand, felt afraid and all alone.

John, my husband, had been called away on an emergency and would not be back for another two days. He reassured me before he left he’d be back in time for the arrival of our first born. His parents lived clear across the country and mine had been killed in an automobile accident four months earlier. Being an only child I would have no loved ones around me during what was supposed to be an exciting, blessed event. That is until I met Diane.

Diane was the RN assigned to my case. She spoke in gentle hushed tones as she tried to calm my fears. Her soft warm hands examined my condition and then prepared me and the birthing room for Dr. Peter Chang’s arrival.

Peter was not only my doctor but being form a small city he was also a family friend. His eyes twinkled with delight as he walked into great me. After a quick read of my medical charts he exclaimed, “Well kiddo, looks like today we’re going to have a baby.”

Hearing the word baby spoken aloud caused the floodgates to my emotions to fly open as a rush of fresh hot tears streamed down my already flushed cheeks. Terror filled my being as Diane made her way back to my side and ran her hand through my now soaked hair, promising me she’d stay with me until my little one made his/her entrance into this world. Dr. Chang then reminded me I wasn’t alone and that the greatest man ever to have lived was by my side.

How I had forgotten this fact must have been due to the emotional turmoil and contractions reeking havoc on my small being. For the next eight hours Jesus and Diane never left my side. The Holy Spirit wrapped me in a warm embrace; Diane whispered her words of encouragement. When at last Dr. Chang said it was time to push it was Diane whom I looked to for conformation until the inevitable shift change at 7:00 pm.

The night shift nurse walked into the room to relieve Diane but she stood firm in her promise not to leave me. The other nurse took over Diane’s duties and Diane took her rightful position by my side becoming my birthing coach until Tyra Diane Courtright made her appearance at 8:05 pm, weighing a healthy seven pounds six ounces.

Diane was touched by my choice of names however she did try to convince me that my daughter needed a name she would be proud of, a name that meant something or someone. I explained she didn’t have to stay by my side in the manner that she did therefore my daughter was named after someone she could be proud to say was her name sake. Tyra Diane would be able to tell all of her friends and family that she was named after an RN who went above and beyond the call of duty on the day she was born.

Later I found out that Diane had never been with an expectant mother from administration to birth. It is hard to believe that in the ten years working the maternity ward Tyra was her and remains to this day to be her first and only baby.

Diane was and will continue to be my angel sent from heaven above by my Heavenly Father in my desperate time of need. Tyra and I visit Diane at the maternity ward every year on her birthday so Diane can see first hand how Tyra is going up to be a strong, beautiful young women just like her name sake.


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Todd Tribble11/09/06
Touching...it is always neat to see God putting people into our lives. Well done.
Ann FitzHenry11/09/06
What a lovely story about a very special nurse! Thanks for sharing such a personal experience. I loved how you took us along on the journey. The baby's name was like a little twist at the end. It gave me goose bumps. :-)
Jan Ackerson 11/15/06
Great job--you built suspense beautifully.

A note: "wreaking havoc," not "reeking" (unless it was really stinky).

I loved the character of Diane, and they way you described her.
Donna Emery11/15/06
a wonderful story! I really enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing it.
Betty Castleberry11/15/06
This just rings with sentiment, and I'm a sucker for sentiment. It even made me misty-eyed. It's a really sweet story. I hope it's true. Thank you for writing it.
Joanne Sher 11/15/06
Wonderful story - I noticed some grammatical/punctuation issues, but they didn't detract from the drama. Thanks for sharing!
Marilee Alvey11/16/06
I have a degree in English, but I have to say that your story hooked me in so much that I didn't even notice the errors. That's very unusual for me because I enjoy correcting spelling and grammar. It is a testament to your story line. Thank you for writing it.
Edy T Johnson 11/18/06
As a once-upon-a-time OB nurse, I had to read this story. You certainly know how to convey the emotion of such an experience. Impressive writing for sure!