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"Keeper of Dreams" ©by Bruce DeBoer



Hi again.....
This page is going to be dedicated to my Guardian Angel. Why? Because I for one believe if there wasn't one, I would have passed on years ago. I know there is one existing for each and everyone of us.

See, I have asthma (well, they have now upgraded it to COPD). I have had this since I was born, diagnosed at 2. In my growing up years it was bad enough that they told my mom they weren't sure how long I would live. So naturally my childhood was not like everyone else's. I couldn't go out to play, didn't have very many friends, and couldn't do the things other kids were doing. I wasn't even able to go to a public school until the 7th grade. Through grammar school I would go for a couple of months depending on how bad I got, then I would go to "homebound" teaching for the remainder.

When I was about 15 or so, it seemed like it had finally calmed down a bit so I could at least start to do things with my friends. All was well and I kept it mostly under control, having only a few problems a couple times a year. Then when I came to around 25, it started all over again and have been getting gradually worse since. I can't even go to my own parents' house without having an attack within 20 minutes or so.

Then came 1997....this was the "mother of them all". I had a lot of stress because of my 2 boys. They both had ADHD and a behavioral disorder. Because of all that they kept running day and night. Finally my attacks were coming more frequent and was in and out of the E.R. constantly. In February of that year my husband had to call 9-1-1 because I didn't think I could make it to the E.R. in time. I don't remember too much of this incident, but they tell me I stopped completly and pretty much gave up. Consequently, they had to place me on a life-support system. I believe I was on this for a week. When they finally took me off and let me come home, I still don't remember anything for another week or so due to the medicine they have to give you to induce a coma like state. So, there are now 2 weeks out of my life that are completly gone with no memory whatsoever.

So see...this is why I Believe


Do you have a story you would like to share? If so, write to: me and I will get it posted as soon as possible.

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