My Reason

My sweet Elijah has used every wish, every prayer, every day to ask for my complete healing. I knew in 2008 because God told me when I first started getting really sick that things were going to get much worse but He would heal me only when His timing is right and He receives the glory for my healing. For those of you that do not know, I have Idiopathic Gastroparesis caused by a genetic condition known as Autonomic Dysfunction. I am currently on IV nutrition through a central line and on several medications. I had a gastric pacer implanted in 2010 to alleviate some of my symptoms and it worked well for 6 months but my nerves quit responding and I finally had it removed this January. In other words it did get much worse. I start this blog now because I know God will not let my baby's faith die.

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Home, Healed, and forever changed!

     I came home Wednesday after surgery and this may not mean very much to many people, but that first night I had bowel sounds, something everyone has and I haven't had in years. Since I have been slowly eating and have not thrown up once. We prayed that when the surgeon took out my line, which was cracked inside me so it is likely what caused my sepsis, so when the nurse flushed it to send me home it had to pop. It had to come out. It was God's plan all along. When the radiologist tried to take it out it broke and thank God they stopped. The surgeon said if it had been broken anymore it would have been lost and a much more extensive surgery. Anyway, we prayed that as the surgeon took the line out that God would heal, restore my body. He makes all things new, and he made me new. This healing I have cried, begged, and prayed for so very long came in the face of death. As I was laying ignored in the hall writhing in pain; my fever 107.2; my hands, feet and lips blue; peeing on myself and begging for someone to help me I dropped and I could see, hear, and feel the presence of my mom, dad, nanny, Ethan, Stephen, Jerry, Uncle Morris, Uncle Ross, Meemaw, Peepaw, and so many others who loved me but I refused to look or let myself be consumed by their love. Instead, I fought because I knew I have so much left to do. So I came back to pain and screaming. Over the course of an hour, I faded and fought back several times.
     Here we are today and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt I am healed. God has heald me just like He promised, in His time, in His way. Thank You God, Thank You God. My countdown to healing has met its date. Wednesday, June 15, 2016. I started this blog a while after I got sick, really, really sick. January 20, 2013. My little baby boy believed God for my healing and used every wish and prayer for  me. Now I can be the mom he deserves. No more too sick to help, or him making sure no one wakes me because he knew I needed to rest. Everything changes now. It will take time to regain my strength but I am restored! Praise God! I am healed!

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