I don't share this story with people because many would think I was nuts!
In Feb 2004 my grandmother passed from lung cancer. In Feb 2007 I had a mastectomy followed by breast reconstruction/tissue expander placed under my muscle. I was diagnosed with breast cancer December 2006. The surgeons told me if I woke up to one drainage tube, then they didn't find any cancer in my lymph nodes and only had to take out 1-2 lymph nodes. If they found cancer, they would have to take out more and thus I would have to have a drainage tube.
Waking up after my mastectomy was probably the hardest point in all my surgeries. I instantly looked down at my chest and saw that my breast and the cancer......was gone. I started crying there in the recovery room. I felt some intense pain and called my nurse. She gave me a dose of Fentenol and I drifted off into a drug induced sleep. I was dosing off when I felt a very firm but gentle hand upon my right shoulder. Squeazing gently then letting go...my eyes popped open but no one was around.
I truly believe it was my grandmother, letting me know she was there that day I lost my breast. She was never one for grand gestures of emotion or affection. But when you really needed her, she was there.
Even while writing this, I'm getting pretty emotional and tearful. Because I felt her hand on my shoulder that day, I stopped feeling fear and sadness and felt relieved that the cancer was removed and I could continue on with the rest of my treatments and do what I needed to do. I like to believe she infused me with her strength and courage and will to push forward.
My dad tells me how much I'm like her. Anyway, I've never shared this with anyone outside of my family. It's the most wonderful "paranormal" experience I've ever had.
Brand new experience!
- JenniferLeh
on Jul. 23, 2009 at 12:32 PM