Hey you, it’s been awhile; but I wanted to share an update with you on my daily journey towards getting healthier, regaining my strength, and reclaiming my life. As I’ve once previously shared in prior posts, ever since my week long hospital stay during September 27 – October 3, 2018 for asthma, low oxygen levels, iron deficiency anemia (which caused me to have severely low red blood cells and was in need of a blood transfusion), and low protein levels, I’ve been in and out of the hospital every week ever since. It seems that when I got sick from those things, they caused a domino affect of other health problems that I had to face and address. Today’s post isn’t going to dive too deeply into every single thing that’s going on with my health and life. No, today’s post is a victory message! I wanted to share two of my achievements that I’ve recently accomplished through the strength of God, my own will and determination to get better, and the diligent work of my doctors and physical therapists that are helping me achieve those goals.
After my hospital stay, I was unable to do basic functionalities like: staying alert all day without falling asleep, driving a car without falling asleep at the wheel, walking a few feet in front of myself without feeling lightheaded and faint, breathing on my own without needing oxygen, or steroids like prednisone, or my rescue inhaler and nebulizer treatments every 2-4 hours, etc. Today, I’m happy to report that my asthma is much better and completely under control. No more oxygen needed from a machine for I can breathe on my own. No more steroids and nebulizer treatments every 2-4 hours as my lungs are much clearer now. No more lightheadedness and feeling faint as I perform basic daily activities. As it pertains to my lungs, in the words of my pulmonologist, I am in great shape. I don’t need to be on any more steroids (prednisone), nor do I need to have any asthma injections (yup, it was that bad!). I also don’t have to keep reporting back to them every month. I’ve been given my walking papers only to return in the summer for a checkup. This is great news for me!
The next big achievement for me has been my ability to stay alert for longer hours of the day, as well as my agility to walk a few feet in front of myself without feeling tired, lightheaded, nor faint. With my twice a week physical therapy sessions, working on my legs, knees and overall core muscles, I’ve grown stronger, am starting to feel like my old self again, and am now able to walk 4-5 blocks without feeling winded. Prior to becoming sick and hospitalized, my active life consisted of me working out everyday. Yet, ever since that fateful week, I hadn’t been able to do that. Now, with parts of my body feeling healthier and stronger, I’m looking forward to getting back into a daily workout routine.
It’s been a long seven (7) months, with still a ways to go, but I’m making it through the process. I still have an upcoming surgery for my hand and wrist (it’s been an even longer journey with that problem as you may know), but I’m grateful that I’m in a much better place in other parts of my body. It’s painful as hell even typing this victory speech to you, but I wanted to share my recent achievements, just as I’ve shared with you my sudden sickness and hospitalization.
To be honest, it’s felt like a very long process that seemed like it was the end for me. When my red blood cells levels were low enough that I needed a blood transfusion, and my asthma was in such a poor state that I needed monthly doses of steroids and hourly breathing treatments, toppled by my low oxygen levels that caused me to be on oxygen, and my iron deficiency anemia that caused me to have to get IV iron infusion treatments, I felt like I was going to die. Heck, I should’ve died!
“The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy. My purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life.” (John 10:10 NLT)
I think that was the devil’s intentions all along. It was as if my body was rejecting me, and had given up on living, breathing and just being healthy. Yet, what the enemy meant for my demise, God turned it around for my good! It was the grace, mercy and will of God that has kept me alive, pushing through, and even able to get to this place of wellness. Although at one point I couldn’t see the end of the tunnel, with no joy for recovery in sight, I’m now glad I didn’t give up hope. When the chips were down and my life was on the line, I prayed hard, asked others including you to pray for me, and I stayed in the good book (the Bible) reading God’s word and promises over my life. I was determined to get well and to see better days.
Even at times when it felt like my doctors couldn’t help me, or weren’t fixing the problems promptly enough for my liking, it was God’s loving strength, peace and encouragement that kept me going. I wouldn’t be here to share my testimony had it not been in God’s plan for me to do so. I give God all the glory, honor, and praise for my life. Though things aren’t perfect, and there’s still a pending major surgery I have coming up on the horizon, I trust and believe that if God got me through all of that, then He’ll be the one to get me through the next phases in my journey to overall good health and wellness.
“Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.” (1 Peter 5:7 NLT)
So today, I want to encourage anyone who’s going through sickness, mental / physical health problems, or any sort of disability. IT GETS BETTER! Though you may be looking at the doctor’s reports feeling overwhelmed, saddened, angry, stressed out, or like your world’s about to end, trust me when I tell you it gets better. If He’s doing it for me, He can CERTAINLY do it for you!
“Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”” (Matthew 11:28-30 NLT)
This scripture is true in every word that is written. When I was lying in that hospital bed, constantly being poked and prodded by doctors, hearing how bad my situation was, it was through my prayers and the prayers of my family and friends that got me through those long nights and early mornings. When I would sit at home, in my room crying about how I would get through this storm and if I would live to ever see healthier days, it was the comfort of God’s word and Holy Spirit that kept me pushing through the pain. So, whether your storm is life altering, catastrophic or a tornado of problems, just know that there’s someone more powerful than yourself and your doctors who can turn your life around. You truly can cast your cares and problems onto Him and He will see you through it. Though it might not be an immediate, overnight response; however, just like His word says, “if you keep knocking on the door, it will be open to you.”
“Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened to you.” (Matthew 7:7 NLT)
So, trust in The Lord. Have faith that things will get better. Hold your head up as high as you can and walk / move about in pride already claiming healing and full body restoration over your life. I’m a living witness that you can be on death’s door, and the grace and favor of God can pull you back and restore your life and health.
How badly do you want to be healed and set free from all the pain, health problems and concerns going on in your life??
Anything in life that you want bad enough, you’ll do whatever’s necessary, whatever it takes to obtain it, or achieve it. You’ll do everything in your power to get back what you lost. So, why don’t you give God a try for yourself! Let Him work on your body, your life, and the things with your health that seem unfixable, or irreversible. When some doctors seemed perplexed, puzzled and frazzled as to how to help me, it was my prayers to God that became the best medicine in the end for me. When some of my doctors wanted to write me off and go down the route of blood transfusion in order to regain all the red blood cells I had lost, it was God who heard my prayers and cries, and caused my body to start producing its own blood once again.
I know prayer works! I know there’s a God because when all else failed, and nothing the doctors did seemed to work, it was God who stepped in, worked a miracle, saved my life and got me through the process of recovery. All I can do is lift my hands in rejoice screaming, “Thank You God!,” with a big olé smile upon my face as tears stream down my eyes. I truly believe you too, can have this same testimony of how God got you through and healed you. Don’t be afraid of God’s helping hands! As His children, He wants to see you healed, set free, strong, empowered, and, overall, an overcomer. Just trust Him on His word and watch how His powers move on your behalf.
Sincerely with love,
Travel photography by IG user: @chipphillipsphoto