In 1950's when my Mom was in labor to have me, she had a long ways to get to the hospital. My Mom and Pop's car got stuck in the snow storm and my Pop had to walk many miles to get help to get his wife to the hospital so she could have me.
Finally some neighbors came got him out, Mom is left in the car with all this going on. And being in labor all this time, telling Pop that they need to hurry, that I was on the way out, she could tell that.
Mom and Pop finally got to the hospital. Mom was taken quickly to the labor room and the doctor was there waiting for her. Mom was in hard labor and couldn't have me. She was in labor for more then 20 hours with a baby not wanting to come out.
The doctor then found out that I was trying to come out a breech birth, buttocks first. I was bent in half. That was the problem Mom was having to give birth. The doctor told her the baby would not make it, that the baby had not had enough oxygen, but the baby had to come out.
With more hours of labor finally I was born. I was completely Blue with lack of oxygen. The doctor checked me out and told my Mom that I didn't make it. The doctor laid me on a table near my Mom so she could see me.
While my Mom was being cleaned up, I started to move and was quickly moved to an incubator. The doctor was afraid that I would have brain damage. My Mom didn't know I was alive, she was sleeping at the time.
Later they told my Mom that I was indeed alive, but the doctor said I probably had brain damage due to lack of oxygen for a long period of time. Prayers were said over me. It would be a matter of time as I got older to see how much brain damage I had.
I did things like turn over, laugh, grasp for stuff at a slower rate. As I got older I walked later in my life then normal and same with talking. The doctor was sure I had brain damage.
In school I was always a slow learner, had to take special classes to read and write but I made it. But when I was quite young, I seen spirits. I could tell Mom when people were going to die, or something happen to them. I could sense things to come. I wrote a manuscript at the age of 12, I could write poetry and later in my life wrote a song and also a book. When people who may have some brain damage they are often given special gifts, for their life from the Lord.
Life has been hard on me. But I am strong with the Lords help. I never give up total, although I say I will but never do. Since then I have become stronger in my faith, helping many people and love life.
Once I knew that I had psychic powers as I called it, I think since I was born dead, that the Lord indeed did give me a special gift. With my second chance on living when I started breathing again.