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An Angel in the House
An Angel in the House
An Angel in the House
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This book is about my daughter, Laura. She was born six weeks premature during a thunderstorm that caused the hospital electricity to go out for several minutes. The incubator that she was sleeping in turned off. She went without oxygen and her body temperature dropped below normal before the nurse attendant noticed.
Because of this, her brain went without oxygen for a while.
Later her condition was labeled Cerebral Palsy. She also developed a seizure disorder.
Laura doesn’t walk, talk, feed or toilet herself. In spite of this she is very communicative and a delightful person. There have been disappointments, happiness, failures, successes, heart aches and fulfilled and unfulfilled dreams. Her life hasn’t been easy but with faith and perseverance, she continues to press forward. Her story is an enjoyable read. You will identify with some of it, laugh and cry, but hopefully you will feel good and be inspired by reading this book.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateFeb 23, 2017
ISBN9781524672591
An Angel in the House
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Paula Jean Hight-Sullins

Paula Jean Hight-Sullins is the author of three poetry books, two Junior High/High School level books, and one Early Elementary level book. An Angel in the House is a biography written from the perspective of her mentally and physically handicapped daughter. “This book was written with love and admiration. It is about the life of my sweet, angel on earth, my daughter, Laura.”

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    An Angel in the House - Paula Jean Hight-Sullins

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    Phone: 1 (800) 839-8640

    © 2017 Paula Jean Hight-Sullins. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or

    transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 02/23/2017

    ISBN: 978-1-5246-7258-4 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-5246-7259-1 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2017902615

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    CONTENTS

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Chapter 17

    Chapter 18

    Chapter 19

    Chapter 20

    Chapter 21

    Chapter 22

    DEDICATION

    LAURA JEAN SULLINS

    THE HIGHT FAMILY

    THE SULLIN’S FAMILY

    THE WILSON FAMILY

    ALL THE CAREGIVERS

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    Stephen Sullins

    Susan Wilson and family

    Reverend and Mrs. Joe Paul and Doris Jean Hight

    Dale Sullins

    Betty Sullins

    Rev. and Mrs. John and Phyllis Whiteside

    Tina Hornbuckle

    Nancy Welch

    Early in the morning of May 28th, 1987, my momma was running late for work. A thunderstorm had knocked out the power for a while and her alarm did not go off. Being in the eighth month of her pregnancy she took a little longer than usual to get ready any way, but this had put her way behind. She was a school teacher and thank goodness it was the last day of school, but before she could leave, she had to make one more stop at the bathroom.

    When Momma arrived, she apologized to the teachers’ aide who had covered bus duty for her. She told her that at first she thought that her water had broken, but of course that could not have happened since I wasn’t due for another six weeks. The doctor had scheduled my birth on June nineteenth, two weeks before my due date, by Cesarean section and Momma and Daddy had already scheduled a room at the hospital so she could deliver in the room and I would remain there in my incubator.

    After hearing this, the teachers’ aide became concerned and insisted that my momma call her obstetrician. She told Momma that even though it might be a very good science lesson, she did not want to deliver me in front of the class. So, Momma finally agreed and left the aide in charge of the classroom. She went to the principal’s office and called her doctor. The doctor told her to come in immediately. Momma told the principal and the aide that she was leaving for the doctor’s office. She called my daddy and he said her would meet her there.

    Upon arrival at the obstetrician, she was told that she had dilated three centimeters. They sent her to the hospital immediately and admitted her.

    She was taken to the delivery room area to be monitored. Her contractions were starting. She could not feel them at first due to a previous back injury. After being there for three or four hours, her doctor ordered a Pitocin drip to speed up the contractions and to help my breathing when they performed the C- section. My momma began feeling the contractions and soon after was wheeled into the delivery room and given an epidural. My daddy put on a gown and mask and went in with us. Soon, I made my debut.

    The doctor announced, It’s a girl.

    I was crying loudly when the nurse handed me to Daddy. He took me to Momma. She smiled when she saw me. Then she looked at Daddy and said, You got your girl. Daddy handed me to her and when she took me she said that I was beautiful. I had golden brown hair and chubby cheeks. She said I looked like a sweet little cherub (that’s a baby angel). She held me a while and checked me over. Though I was still crying, she told Daddy that I was perfect. He said, Yes and she’s going to be a ‘daddy’s girl’. I was handed back to the nurse who finished cleaning me up and took me to the nursery.

    My daddy went to the waiting room where my brother and

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