Helen was one lady who did not listen to  or accept the limitation of others. Her ten year old son was in a car accident and sent to the local hospital in New York City. The doctors discovered his leg was badly mangled, with his right foot barely connected by a ligament.

Upon consultation with other physicians, the emergency room doctor told Helen her son’s foot would have to be amputated immediately. She refused. They then brought her into a conference room with other surgeons and the hospital lawyer.

They explained to her the consequences if she did not have her son’s foot amputated. They assured her, recovery or use of the foot would be almost impossible and the chance of success, at best, would be minimal. Not to amputate could lead to infection and, ultimately; his death.

Helen was a thirty-five year old single working mother whose greatest love in life was her son. His name was David. Prior to the accident he had been a vibrant, intelligent little boy who wished to be, in his words: “An astronaut or fireman.”

Although she had only a limited education, she knew in that conference room, with renowned physicians; she must eloquently state her case. She rose to the occasion and explained to them her son’s hopes and dreams.

She told them she believed in a higher power and in no uncertain terms could they amputate her son’s foot. It was saved. He is now seventeen years old and plays quarterback on his school’s football team. He still looks at the sky and dreams of becoming an astronaut. If he is anything like his mother; I would not bet against  him!