It had been more than a year since Casey was stillborn, and it seemed Steve and I would never be able to have the third child we wanted so badly. The nurse in the doctor's waiting room was used to seeing me there. She knew how hard we had tried since losing Casey. I guess that's why she just couldn't resist giving me a sly grin while practically singing her words, "The doctor will be right with you … and I think you'll like what she has to say."
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When I was collecting stories for the Amazing Grace for Survivors book, I came across this heart warming story by a friend of a friend who was born blind. Here is her story.
I suppose Melissa would be called a child in a PVS state these days. About fifty years ago, a professional called children like her "vegetables" because they couldn't do anything for themselves, and the phrase unfortunately stuck. Today, PVS stands for "persistent vegetative state."
Melissa was certainly not like the other children in the station wagon which picked us disabled kids up from all over Oahu, Hawaii, including the outlying areas around Honolulu to take us to our respective schools.