'One last chance'. Why is this phrase still roaming around in the streets of my mind?

Last night, i was reading a copy of Reader's Digest that i bought the other day. It was an enjoyable journey throughout, not untill i came across an article with the title 'One last chance'.

She was just a little girl, at a delicate age of 8. Why god would want her to go through such ordeal? Tumours were growing with acceleration in her brain, causing her to see double images. The situation worsen when tumours start to attack her spinal chord causing her to have breathing difficulties and being paralysed.

All these complications were caused by her birth deffect, where she shorts of certain white blood cells to fight certain viruses. As a result, she is very vulnerable to viruses. And it is at this moment, that the EBV(Epstein-Barr Virus) started to run wild in her blood, triggering tumours as there are no defence against them.

She was lucky that her doctor and parents were determinant to continue battling the tumours with her. Her doctor changed the approach of the treatment,since chemotherapy was ruining the functionality of her organs, rather than kiling the tumours, they attacked the EBV, using the T-cell therapy.

Using this therapy, the killer cells are infused into her blood system. After two heavy infusions, there were no signs of recovery. The doctor decided to give her the third one, warning the parents for any false hope. It was the last night, nurses turned off the flickering and beeping monitors.

'It'll be a couple of hours at most', these words was given to the parents by the nurse. The nurse even said to the mother that they can wash her up and change her into new clothes before she 'goes'. It is such a disaster to happen during Christmas.

However, the nurse was wrong. She was fighting through all night, she pulled off that night. Her small and skinny body was calmer. Next, the doctor came. All monitors were changed as to make sure that they were not malfunctioning.

Opening her eyes after 60 days of coma, was really the best Christmas gift that their parents received from Santa Claus. When she recover slowly, she was assigned to a bone marrow transplant, having her youngest brother's bone marrow as the perfect match. Ironically, the youngest brother had the same birth deffect she had. It was lucky that he is not attacked by EBV yet and he will undergo immunotherapy when he grows older.

This story made me strongly believe that miracles do happen. As long as you pray hard, god is always by your side. Having one to go through such ordeal sounds cruel, but it is these stories that make people believe.

Story adopted from Reader's Digest