Monday, May 2, 2016

Hope in a Hopeless Place

After my grandmother's funeral, we continued to treat for lice and my stomach kept getting worse.  Sick, tired, and sad.  So very sad.  During the anxiety I could feel again, but I felt too much.  I was crying all the time and miserable.

A friend had asked me to come over one day to sign up for Plexus.  I was interested because I had heard good things about it helping your gut health.  I was desperate for anything at this point.  I never told her this, but when I was sitting with her in her breakfast room, I was so sick I was on the verge of tears the whole time we talked.  I was in so much pain.

As this progressed for another week, it got to the point that I was holding no food down.  When you live with chronic illness it's hard to determine what to take note of.  How do you know when is a time to seek attention, when you always feel like garbage and it feels like nothing new?  You just are so used to being ill that you don't know what should send up a red flag that you need immediate attention.

Well my red flag was blood.  More precisely blood in my stool.  Sorry if it's too much information.  Just telling you the truth.  I thought "well that's never happened before".  I was still hesitant to go to the ER.  My husband and cousin forced me to go.

I spent a few hours in the ER and they said that I had an intestinal infection.  My white blood cell count was elevated and they gave me another antibiotic.  Which I reacted to.  So I couldn't take that one.  I was running out of medications I could use because after my penicillin reaction, almost all antibiotics have caused me to flare up.

I stopped taking them and told the doctor.  He prescribed something else.  I had the same reaction.  I also ended up going back to the ER because of the pain.  When my husband and I got home that morning, I laid in bed and thought "well God, I guess this is it.  I can't take medication I desperately need to get better.  I guess the next thing is to go septic and die?  Is that how this ends?"  Sounds dramatic, but I can assure you when you are ill enough to have an infection running rampantly unchecked and causing intestinal bleeding, it's not far off the mark.

I resolved to talk to my husband the next day about wills, wishes, etc.  I was not sure what the next few weeks would bring.

The next day the Plexus came in.  I said "God if this stuff works, I say yes to it!"  The small glimmer of hope in me sparked the last bit of fight I had.  I was so worn down, it felt like I was dragging myself along by my arms because I wasn't walking anymore, metaphorically speaking.

After the first few days of some improvement, but nothing major, I took the BioCleanse.  I woke up the next day feeling amazing!  I hadn't felt that good in, well, ever!

A friend of mine whom I had been talking to over the phone immediately noticed a difference.  She said "you sound lighter?  Happier?" I told her that God gave me a new tool for my tool belt and told her what had happened.  She was shocked!  She was one of the only ones who knew how sick I had been for months and literally overnight I sounded like I could take on the world!

The ER doctor asked that I see a new GI doctor.  This was my 5th GI doctor and I had been diagnosed with everything under the sun.  Diverticulitis, gastroparesis, gastritis, esophogitis, IBS, IBD, polyps, ulcers... The list goes on and on.

I saw the doctor and he wanted to do another colonoscopy and endoscopy.  In the two weeks I waited for my procedure date, I continued the Plexus Triplex regimen.  I was happier than I had been in over a year.  When that chronic pain was removed, it's like a whole new life was opened up to me.

My procedure date came and I was slightly apprehensive at what they would find, because hey, you never know.  When I came to, the doctor came and said that everything looked good.  No sign of any of my previous diagnoses. No diverticulitis, no gastritis, no IBS, etc.  I was shocked!

He had taken biopsies and I would have to go in for those result the following two weeks.  I left excited and of course loopy from sedation.  I kept on my regimen and kept feeling better and better.

I had never felt this good in literally my entire life.  34 years of stomach problems, over 20 of which were chronic and acute, gone!

I went in for the biopsy results and everything came back normal! No chron's disease, no ulcerative colitis, no celiac disease.  My doctor said "you don't need me anymore."  I was like "what?"  I've never not had GI doctor in my adult life.  What do you mean I don't need one anymore?!  I have been able to walk away from a chronic illness, one that I thought would be with me forever and be the death of me, with a completely new lease on life.  Who does that?  GOD that's who!

He gave me an avenue of healing that I never expected.  All I had to do was say yes to His plan.  He rewarded that obedience with healing.  Radical, miraculous healing!  He has done that many times with me, but I never expected for this part to be healed.  I had it so long!

Do I think Plexus healed me of these things, yes and no.  God used it to drastically reduce the inflammation causing the pain, clean out the infection, and save my life.  God did the rest.  He basically gave me a clean slate by miraculously healing the abnormalities and deformities in my gut.  He brought me to my lowest point, mentally and physically to show my complete dependence on Him.

A friend of mine spoke a word over me before we moved out of our old house.  She felt like the Lord was saying to me "you will be torn down, but you will not be destroyed."  That is exactly what happened.  I was completely torn down in every way, but I was not destroyed.  And He is building me back up!

You know how I said it felt like we were plagued?  Little did I know that God was doing something deep in our hearts.  A few weeks ago during Passover, our pastor mentioned how the Israelites wandered and endured hardships in the desert for 40 years.  God took the Israelites out of Egypt, but he had to take the Egypt out of the Israelites.  God was pulling out the Egypt in me.  The areas I had allowed compromise.  The areas I had allowed too much of the world to be in control of me.  Those things don't come out through being Suzy Super Christian.  They come out through trial and pain.

God isn't done with me yet.  I have yet to do everything He wants me to.  I now have the future to do it!  Let's go move mountains people.  We have work to do!


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