tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post334004113236532690..comments2024-03-05T14:07:28.062-08:00Comments on Ask Sister Mary Martha: Sixteen TonsSister Mary Marthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00580244097177195453noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post-79642723026517350122012-04-29T16:59:47.711-07:002012-04-29T16:59:47.711-07:00I think he was going with God when you saw him. ...I think he was going with God when you saw him. He was revived enough to have him Baptized.<br /><br />As a RN I can say you made the best decision. I, personally would have done the same thing and if it were me I would hope someone would do the same.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post-80767315771846354962012-04-25T05:37:38.039-07:002012-04-25T05:37:38.039-07:00New question:
My little boy was foster-to-adopt ...New question:<br /><br /><br />My little boy was foster-to-adopt so he hadn't been baptized yet. His birthmom was Buddhist but she knew I was raising him Catholic and she didn't care. On Sunday, 8/9/09, we went to church, had lunch and I put him down for a nap. He was 2yrs, 7 months and 1 day old. About 20 minutes later, my 4 year old came and got me and said Angel was sleeping in the window with a thing on his neck. I ran screaming into the room and found him hanging by the window blind cord. I had the cord tied up but my 4 year old told police she reached it by standing on the window sill. <br />I did cpr on him while my ten yr old called 911. He was cold, though, and his chest sounded junky even though he wasn't sick. And while I was doing CPR, I looked up and Jesus was standing in the doorway and holding Angel on his right arm. Angel was sitting on Jesus' arm and his little arm was around Jesus neck. And with his other arm he was pointing to me (or maybe to himself) on the floor and talking but I couldn't hear anything. Then Jesus pointed and talked to Angel but, again, I couldn't hear anything. And I looked down at Angel and his eyes were so dead. And I knew he wasn't coming back. And I told my ten yr old to tell the 911 operator that it was too late. He was already dead. But my daughter yelled back "Keep doing cpr". So, I started cpr again. The paramedics arrived and I was convinced it was some kind of nightmare and it wasn't really happening. And after a while I heard over the police radio that they had a heartbeat. I couldn't believe it. I thought maybe he was okay. We got to the hospital and my parish priest was there and he baptized Angel. And they said Angel wasn't doing well and they were going to fly him to Children's hospital. At Children's hospital, they told me he had terrible brain damage and if he survived he would be in a vegetative state. I didn't want that. I wanted him whole. I begged God not to let him live like that and then Angel died. I felt terrible because other moms in my grief support group begged God to let their kids live like that and they would take care of him/her. But I wasn't even thinking about taking care of him (which I would done gladly if he had survived). They had a diaper on him and I was mortified for him because I knew he would be mortified if he knew (he had been potty trained since he was 22 months old). And he was so active and he ran everywhere, spoke in complete sentences, sang songs. I couldn't imagine him living as he was without any understanding. Although, when I said goodbye, it DID seem that he was paying attention. (although I know it was physically impossible).<br /><br />Anyway, I was wondering. Where was Angel's soul after the paramedics revived him. Would it have been back in his body? Would he have been aware of me? Would he have heard me when I told him I loved him and said goodbye. I was so worried that he died without ever knowing how much I loved him and wanted him to live (but live whole).<br />KatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post-37033668322528982212012-04-23T15:57:29.684-07:002012-04-23T15:57:29.684-07:00Well, this might be a little off topic but it rela...Well, this might be a little off topic but it relates to the comment about being trapped in a job. I fully understand because I am trapped too. Not to complain but let me tell you - I work with some people who are not very nice. They delight in creating unhappiness and persecute people for no reason but the sheer sport of it. It is quite miserable. To give me strength I have taken to asking St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross to pray for me that I will be strong - because if anybody knows persecution she does! I've also been a lot of Dorothy Day's diaries. It is good to know someone so holy struggled to be kind and love others. I love that she wrote this one thing about dealing with awful people and she had to remind herself that Christ died even for them. She said she had to remind herself, "Yes, Dorothy even for them. So who are you to judge?" I am also reminded of St. John of the Cross who was also treated unkindly by co-workers. He wrote a lot about suffering building character. I love the Communion of Saints because between the Lord and the Saints we are never on this road alone!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post-54406018635674816812012-04-21T18:56:46.880-07:002012-04-21T18:56:46.880-07:00I have held the same job for 10 years,'trapped...I have held the same job for 10 years,'trapped' by childcare and healthcare issues.<br /> I have worked with people who constantly swear,cuss,swap porn on their phones in front of me and listen to loud rap on their phones that is absolutely disgusting.<br /> I read sister's advise about offering it up. If I started to get upset or worked up- I reminded myself that I do not want to make nasty birthday cakes, and that God has the video tape!<br /> I also started saying the rosary and asked for Mary's intersession.<br /> 4 (!) devout Christians have since transferred into my immediate work area and the entire atmosphere has utterly changed.I actually enjoy my job now!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post-57230450786209881602012-04-19T15:59:43.327-07:002012-04-19T15:59:43.327-07:00Are you having expensive health problems, Sister?Are you having expensive health problems, Sister?Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04744156261630411978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30512717.post-64313690933420124642012-04-19T15:28:59.235-07:002012-04-19T15:28:59.235-07:00Make a chart and list the pros and cons. What do ...Make a chart and list the pros and cons. What do you want to do and what will work best for you. The highest salary might not be the best if you look at what is required, check the benefits.<br /><br />I feel that a person knows instinctively what job they feel is best.Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02714440790407126206noreply@blogger.com