I went through a period in my life full of happiness. Just meet a wonderful man. Marry life was great, 6 months after we were married i became pregant,. I had a little boy on March 26, 2001. That was the joy of my husband life, his first son, we were a happy family. I can remember working at my job , and i became very sick. I pass out and the rest of the story i don’t know, I woke up in the hospital. with iv’s in me . Doctor runing test, but wasn’t telling me anything. I was so affraid. I stayed in the hospital for 2 week and the doctor still couldn’t tell me what was wrong with me, All they told me was that my white count is rising and they don’t know why.

Well i went on with my life not knowing what was the matter. Another year had passed and i became sick again, i was at work and i passed out again . Just like the first time i woke up in the hospital, but this time I had a answer the doctor told me I have some good and some bad news. I told him to tell me the good news, he said well you are pregant, I told him that was the bad newslol. He told me will the bad news is that you have Lukemia. At that moment i was numb. he told me that i had to make the decision to have a abortation because i would have to take chromo right away. I was like let’s start the process, save me. But my husband looked at the doctor and told him that i was going to have the baby.I was like did you hear what the doctor said. He says to me, yes but God told me that i will have a little girl and I shall call her Shekinah. I looked at the doctor and said, I will go through it. Because my husband has faith that God said that I will live through the process.

I signed all the paper work and I was sentto a high risk doctor on October 2001, I went through chomo with my daughter, i didn’t know if it was a girl or boy because i was 2 weeks when i founded out. The doctors came in and told me that because the chromo was so  powerful, that she might be disable, brain dead, they reall y didn't know. I just can remember being so sick, tring to live for my husband and my other two kids, and all i could do was cry and pray. I remeber telling god, if their is a god in heaven please don;t let me die. or my child be deform because i can't handle it. On July 21, 2002 that night was my miracle night, it was some many doctors and nurses in the room, because they new that my baby was not going to make it. Because i took chromo the whole nie months. 

Thanks to God she was one of the heatlhs babies born on that day. The battle was very long and awful, because basicly from the day i had her i was in the hospital. My husband , my rock, if it had not been  for him i wouldn’t made it. But he always brought the kids to see, me,  everyday he would drive 2 hours to see mehe would pray over me and speak life in me. Many time the doctor gave up on me and I gave up on myself. Because I was so sick at times, but looking at my babies made me want to leave, just to see them get marry, and gratiude..I would go to church and sing, and 2 week later i would be baxk in the hospital, but it was all for my good because I new that God was going to heal my body because of my faithfulness,

I can proudly say as of today I am in remission. and doing good.