Miracles from Heaven Page #7
- Oh, oh!
Hey, get Daddy. Get Daddy.
Hey, hey, hey!
You're supposed to be sick.
Hey, all right.
We could use you as a pillow.
I love you. I'm sorry.
- That hurt!
- I love you, too.
Get your mom.
Get your... Get your mom.
Get Daddy! Get Daddy!
Get down there. Get down there.
Oh, baby, I miss you.
I missed you, too.
Why do I always have
to go out in a wheelchair?
My thoughts exactly.
That's what I keep telling the nurse.
I'm the one who's old, so let's switch.
Okay? My turn, mademoiselle. S'il vous plat.
Oh, I'm so tired. So tired.
Faster.
I'm so tired.
Faster. Faster.
Um, end of the trip.
All right, pretty girl.
Have a safe flight, okay?
Thank you, Dr. Nurko.
Okay.
Christy, it's not uncommon
for kids to fall into a depression.
And depression can make the pain worse.
So, make an appointment
with a child psychologist
as soon as you can.
- Okay?
- Okay.
And, Christy, uh,
spend all the time you can with her.
Her family is the best medicine right now.
All right, team Beam.
- Bye-bye.
- Say, "Bye-bye."
- Bye-bye, Annabel.
- Bye.
Bye-bye.
Hi there, this is Christy Beam.
I was referred by Dr. Samuel Nurko
up in Boston,
regarding my daughter, Annabel Beam.
I was hoping I could talk to Dr. Crites
for a few minutes, please.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Why don't you come outside
with me and Adelynn?
And do what?
I don't know.
It's just better than being in here.
Come on, it'll be fun.
We can play soccer if you want to.
Sure.
Hi. Christy Beam, referred by Dr. Nurko.
Hi, Dr. Crites, um, this is Christy Beam.
I'm calling regarding my daughter,
Annabel Beam.
You want to climb?
You know I can't, Abbie.
Why not?
I mean, we've done it 100 times.
I'll help you.
- It'll be fun.
- Okay.
Come on.
- Here, grab my hand.
- Okay.
Thanks.
We haven't done this in so long, Abbie.
Yeah.
I want to climb, too.
This one's too high for you, Adelynn.
Don't call me Adelynn. My name's Taylor.
Whatever. You're weird.
This is fun.
Okay, this is it.
I think we're high enough, Anna.
This feels so good.
Beats being inside, huh?
Good call, Abbie.
- I bet we're as high as the Eiffel Tower.
- Maybe.
- Abbie! Abbie! Abbie!
- It's okay.
Abbie, Anna, what's going on?
Anna, see the hole over there?
Go over to it and sit in it.
- No, Abbie.
- It's okay. I'll go around
- and I'll help you.
- No, Abbie, I don't want to.
What do you mean, "No"?
We're gonna fall. Go!
- Abbie, I'm scared!
- Just do it!
- Okay, I'm going.
- Just go, okay?
- Okay.
- Can you do this for me, please?
- Okay.
- Anna, please.
I don't want to move until you're safe.
You need to sit in the hole before I can...
Oh, my God! Anna!
Abbie!
Anna!
Anna, please!
Anna, can you hear me?
Anna!
Mom!
Mom!
Mom!
Mom!
- Mom!
- What happened?
Where's Anna?
Anna!
Anna?
Hello?
Anna!
Can you see her?
Anna!
- My God.
- Can you hear me?
- Baby, it's Dad!
- Mommy, I'm digging her out.
Daddy, I'm digging her out.
Anna! Baby, we got to get her out!
- We need to get...
- Officer, over here!
- Hurry!
Hi!
Hey, we're gonna need a...
Sir, we're gonna need a rope or something
to get all the way at the bottom!
Abbie, we need to get going.
Can somebody get up here with a rope?
Her name is Annabel and we call her Anna,
- and she's at the bottom of the tree!
- There's no way we're gonna
be able to cut this tree down. It's too hollow.
It's gonna collapse in on this little girl.
We're gonna take good care
of your daughter, all right?
Little girl named Annabel,
about 10 years old.
Need an ETA on that ladder truck.
- Frank, you got a visual?
- Anna?
Anna, you're gonna be fine.
We're gonna get you out of there, okay?
Chief, the victim's unresponsive.
We're gonna have to send a man down.
We got
more trucks comin' in here.
I'm gonna need you to step back.
Little more. Right there.
Anna!
Keep goin'. Keep goin'.
Right there.
It's been three hours
since 10-year-old Annabel Beam
fell headfirst three stories down the center
of this giant hollowed-out tree.
Paramedic unit is on site.
Victim is showing no signs of life.
First aid and CPR procedures are ready.
Copy that. We show you on scene.
Let us know when you have an ETA.
According to the
rescue workers that I've spoken to,
this tree could be as much as
100 years old and, apparently,
is rotted all the way out to the bottom.
CareFlite 3,
CareFlite 3, what's your status?
We don't know
the extent of her injuries just yet.
She's still unresponsive.
Can't confirm that, though.
Just notify Fort Worth Hospital
that injuries have left her comatose
at this time.
At this point,
no one knows how injured Anna may be
or if she's even alive,
as she's been unresponsive
to repeated calls of her name.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. My baby.
Oh, my God. My child...
Oh, God.
Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day, our daily bread...
Give us this day, our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, the power,
and the glory forever. Amen.
How's the clearance?
Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in heaven.
Anchor points
aren't gonna work.
Okay, easy.
How's it going down there?
She's secured!
Okay, let's bring her up.
Slowly.
- Nice and slow.
- Careful, guys.
Oh, my God.
Scratches on her arm, on her face as well...
Just secure her neck.
Got her?
Oxygen comin' through, guys.
She's released.
Watch out, guys. Let me in.
She's breathing.
Oh, thank you, God.
One, two, three, up.
Trauma One, we got a female, 10 years old,
possible brain and spinal injuries.
- Mrs. Beam, I need you to follow me.
- Okay.
- I'm gonna need you to stay here, Mr. Beam.
- I understand.
All right, let's swing around.
Fort Worth, this is CareFlite 3.
We are at the LZ ready for transport.
We'll advise en route.
Copy that.
Trauma team standing by.
- All set.
- Good to go.
Mr. and Mrs. Beam.
I, uh, don't know how to say this,
but other than the possibility
of a slight concussion,
your daughter has no broken bones,
complete movement of all her limbs.
There's no internal bleeding,
no indication of bruising.
In fact, after hitting the ground skull first
with dirt packed to the top of her head,
she regained consciousness,
woke up with a smile on her face.
Oh, my God.
Quite frankly, I've been a doctor for 25 years.
Never seen anything like it.
Hey, come on. Come on.
Oh. Go get it.
Go get it.
Oh, Anna, take it easy, honey.
- I will, Mom.
- I don't want you to overdo it.
- Oh.
- Oh, my. Honey.
Kevin, I forgot to give Anna
her pain medicine this morning
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