I am reposting a series of posts, "God Moments" from my family blog. I had surgery in May to remove 80% of my stomach secondary to my Crohn's Disease. We thought it successful, but my incision wasn't healing. And so the story begins...
I don't even know where to begin with this post. Words really can't describe all the emotions that have occurred since June 15th. My incision wasn't healing from my surgery, so my Home Health nurse sent me to a Wound Care Specialist for a wound vac. When the specialist saw my incision and the drainage in it, she told me to go home and pack a bag and come back in 2 hours. She admitted me to the hospital for a surgery and infectious disease consult. I am not sure at what point I understood the gravity of my situation, but it certainly wasn't then. After two days in the hospital with multiple tests, the doctors were in awe that I was upright. I was severely septic. And so began 5 weeks in the hospital and 4 surgeries to remove infection and repair the damage from my first surgery.
My hospital stay was long with some pretty dark and painful days. I was highly emotional, as you can imagine, being away from my boys and being in the hospital for so long. My mom told me multiple times that she prayed for me to forget my time in the hospital and I think her prayers were heard. There is a lot I don't remember and probably some I have blocked out. Much of it is too raw and frankly, I don't want to re-hash. What I do want to remember and share are the God moments. The moments when the ONLY answer was that God had me in His hands. The amazing signs that we saw. The unbelievably enormous group of prayer warriors I had praying for me. I still tear up when someone tells me they were praying for me. Being as sick as I was and so desperate to be well, prayer was and still is the best gift I could receive. Prayer was my only hope. To hear that someone took the time to pray for my healing is overwhelming for me. Friends, family and even perfect strangers have told us their church, Bible Study, friends, were praying for me. I believe in prayer and I know that I am where I am because of the power of so many praying for me.
I am home now for almost 4 weeks. By all reports, I am healing very well. My incision is almost closed save one pinhole at the top. (Still praying that that is a non-event). I am getting stronger, my appetite is growing and I have gained 5 pounds after losing almost 40. I still have a way to go, but my strength comes from my Father in Heaven and no medication tops being at home with my family.
As I am able, I will share the good moments, the GOD moments....the moments where all the glory should be to God for saving me, healing me and enabling me to return to a healthy and fit mom and wife.
That is where my eyes are. Good health is an incredible gift and its free. If you have it, don't take it for granted. Now, I must work for it and I will not stop until I get it!
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