I’m sitting here at home, feeling so thankful to God, for getting me through the last two months. During the dark days, when I felt so sick, I prayed so hard to God to bring me through this. And he did.
When I was a kid, I used to pray for candy bars, and since the candy was sort of around, I figured he heard me very well.
As I grew older, I came to accept the fact that my prayers were not always answered the way I wanted them to be, but somehow the comfort of Christ remained.
During this time, I just prayed for a return to health, even if the road was long. Somehow, someway, God heard my prayers and I felt the urge to take control of my healthcare and my life.
All the special doctors in Boston were literally killing me, until I said…enough. Three super antibiotics that I was allergic to…what are the odds? At least now I am going on antibiotics that I have taken before. There is a little side effect from them, but I know I can handle it. It’s just crazy I will be on them for 2-3 months!
But I am so happy to be home, to feel well, and to be regaining my strength. Oh yes, and to be able to shower every day without the hassle of covering my PICC line, which is now in the trash!
I am so thankful as I go forward in my life. Life was tough, but right now, I see nothing but blessings all around me!
I am SO glad to get a sign of life – you had me very worried.
Please take care, take it slow, and get well again soon! Hugs!