My mother is a diabetic, and in being so, I too am a diabetic. It sucks, but it can be looked at positively, in the in some way, ways that I know are existent, but can't really name off, because I don't know what they are. But it sucks hahaha. It's normal to me now to take needles and all that stuff. But back to the point! My mother, being a diabetic, it's hard for her to have a healthy baby. My parents tried, and tried, and tried, and nothing came of it, tried for like a year I think, maybe even longer. Once she was pregnant, I cam out 2 or 3 weeks early. I couldn't come out regularly, vaginal rout, she had what's called in Canada atleast, a "C Section" where they cut you open at the stomach to extract the baby. I was born at Oshawa General Hospital, (Oshawa being my hometown). Because I was so bad, they wanted to fly me to Sick Kids Hospital in Toronto by chopper. I was according to the doctors only 4% alive, leaving my 96% dead. I wasn't giving oxygen to my brain, for I dunno how long, but for a while I think. I flat-lined once, but brought back. A priest read me my rights, biblically I suppose. I wasn't having a good go lets just say hahaha. The doctors said that if I were to even survive this, I would be extremely mentally retarded, and/or have spine abifola (or what ever it's really called, "hunch-back" if you will). To be able to fly me ANYWHERE, they needed me to be at around 50% health, because in my state, I was expected to lose about 40% during the flight. They could only get me to 8% health. It was either die for sure in Oshawa General, or most likely die on the way to Toronto. So they flew me. I landed in Toronto with 8% health.
My aunt, a Mystic, a part of Astara, mystical school in California, prayed for me, along with her Astara fellow followers, prayed using the white light. She said that one night, she got a vision where I came to her door, and bowed to her as a thank-you. I was pale, tall, skinny, and long slicked back hair, about 18 or 19 years old. When she told me of this, she said she seen some of the features in the vision already showing in my face and bone structure.
About a year of being in the hospital as a baby, I came out and here I am now! :)