Perhaps my
most memorable case was about twenty years ago. A young woman came to me,
having been referred by a nurse. It seems she was HIV Positive and pregnant out
of wedlock. Well, "Amy" and I wrestled with her dilemma for several
weeks, since she was considering abortion. In the end my client chose to
keep the baby.
And
so began "the rest of the story."
I
lost track of Amy and never expected to hear anything further. But about a year
ago a former member of our church was present in our services. Susan came up to
me afterwards and asked if I remembered Amy. I didn't at first, until she
reminded me of the details. Susan was the nurse who sent her to me.
She went
on to say that Amy had a baby boy, and that he was
born and continued to be HIV Negative. At some point this precious young lady
married the administrative manager of a large city in South Florida. Eight or
ten years went by and my former client began to manifest the symptoms of
full-blown AIDS and ultimately died.
But
Amy's husband adopted her son, and they are doing very well. How
blessed I am to have stood in the gap for Amy and to realize
that there is a healthy, happy young man who lives and breathes
and is
… because someone took time to intervene.
By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "(Mc)Donald's Daily Diary" Vol. 10. Vol.'s 1-15, Copyright 2015
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