When I was 4 years old I was a very sick child. I had severe asthma and an ear infection. My parents and doctors did not know that I was also dehydrated. All the medication that I was taking was building up in my system and led me to an overdose at the beginning of the 1980 year. I had a gran-mal seizure while in my mom's arms at home. I quit breathing and my dad had to do CPR on me twice before the paramedics arrived. I was rushed to Children's where they did all they could and told my parents that all there was to do was wait and see if my heart could hold up. A little over a week later, I was much better and it was going to be my fifth birthday. The nurses planned a huge party. I ended up going home one day before that party much to my disappointment. As I grew up, knowing that Children's played a role in my miracle, I always wanted to give back in some way. In 2003, an anwsered prayer arrived when I recieved a job at Children's Hospital. Every day, working there was a blessing, as I was allowed to minister and give back to families the way we were ministered to in 1980. I will always hold a special place in my heart for Children's Hospital and will always be grateful for the miracles they have helped come about in my life!