Today I am celebrating fifty-seven years of life. I decided last night that I would use this day as a time to review all the things God has done in my life starting with the day I was born to Allene and Buddy Dannelly. My entrance into the world apparently started off with a bang as the doctor who was attending my mother had been on duty for a couple of days straight with no sleep. My mother got almost to the end of her labor and the doctor thought he could prolong it and grab some sleep at the same time, so he gave her something that was supposed to stop the process. The nurse, knowing this was not supposed to be done told her family waiting outside that she was so sorry but the baby would probably be born with lots of problems as a result of what the doctor had done. So when they went outside to tell my dad that I had been born, he fainted! Now as a child growing up the only version of this that I got was that the nurse had gone outside, told my dad I was born, and he fainted flat out on the ground! Several years ago I got the "rest of the story.' My parents spent several months waiting for the terrible results of the doctor's actions which never materialized. So, I have a lot to be thankful for today and am going to spend this day remembering all the things He has done in me, through me, and for me.
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