At the end of one of the book's I read by the author, I noticed the book she'd written about her sister's illness. What grabbed my attention was the illness itself. It was a disease that had no cure. It was unfamiliar to medical personnel so you know the common man had no clue to what Trigeminal Neuralgia was. I felt like God was showing me someone who knew my story without knowing me physically. I'm 1981, I was diagnosed with Crohns Disease. I was a 21 yr. old single mom. My suffering was great. So great that at one time I was actually making bowel movement through my mouth. I couldn't eat, the pain was indescribable. I would lay in bed with a bucket, Pine oil, and Listerine as my companion. I was a college graduate on my first real job as a Welfare Caseworker but I spent so many days off that I myself was on food stamps. My family who have been Christians for generations were so torn, they didn't know what to do but pray. My mother who was a Deaconess, Missionary, Children's Choir Supervisor and prayer warrior would pray for me. Take me to prayer meeting and take me to the mourners bench, father the the Saints around me, slather me with Blessed Oil and rebuke Satan. When that didn't work, she consulted some of the Evangelist to ask the Holy Spirit to intercede on my behalf and as God to reveal of someone had rooted me and put something in my food. Lord, what a time, what a time. My mother took me to doctor after doctor. They invaded my body with all kinds of evasive tests. This was die I the early 80's and they tested me for Aids because I was wasting away. I've always been a big person, I weighed 297 lbs. when
My son was born in 1976, but when I lost 137 lbs. in 4 months, my family lost it. Me I was happy with the weight loss but not how it came about. So when your family spoke about feeling helpless, I know from experience what it feels like. My sisters and brothers were in the military. This is before facebook, computers, e-mail, social media and cell phones. Long distance cost an arm and a leg. My older sister closest to me live in Germany with her family and she would feel guilty cause she couldn't be here. I was hospitalized 6 times between January and February in 5 different hospitals and no one had an answer. I don't have a habit of dreaming but my deceased father came to me in a dream and told me to go see his doctor. The strange thing about this is he was retired and I didn't know how to find him. My mom thought it was nonsense to go by his old office but she humored me and took me. I went to open the the little store front door, it opened and he came from the back when he heard his bell. He looked at me and before I could get the words out of my mouth, he said I know what's wrong with you. See here's a man that watched me grow up. He had put me on diets as a teenager and he knew this body. He went on to explain that I had a disease called Crohn's Disease. As he examined me he told me he had not seen anything like this since the concentration camps. He literally told me everything that I had been through and what would happen in the near future. Although he was no longer practicing, he still had admitting privileges. He was admitting me that day and he would make sure that I got the proper care. He even told me that I would have to undergo more tests because the doctors would not want to believe that what I had was what was basically a Jewish Disease. Everything he said came to pass. I spent 4 months in the hospital away from my son. My mother who also was a foster mom would father up the children and have them play in the park across from the hospital. I could see the children and wave to my son. I would save the food, juices, jello, sherbert anything I could for the kids to snack on while they played. Sometimes they would let me go home for the weekend on special occasions like Easter or Mother's Day but before the weekend was over my mom would be taking me back because I was in so much pain. I truly believe that I had come to a fork in the road of my life. Even though I grew up in the church, sang in some of the best chorus in our area, taught Sunday School, represented my church at various conventions, I had one foot in the word and the other in the world. God needed to get my attention, so for that moment in time He let the Adversary have his way. They eventually did just what my retired Jewish doctor said. They operated 4 months after he had me admitted. I was in such bad shape that after they removed most of my small intestine. I was given a colostomy and they have me 10 years to live. All of this up to this time was God setting me up to be His walking & talking miracle. Within 2 weeks of the surgery, I went home without that colostomy bag, with metal staples & the longest cut on my stomach, no drainage tube and a new will to live. I wish I could say this was the end but I'm here to let you know 20 surgeries & 40 years later, I'm still standing & I look better than I did at 23. But GOD!
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