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Date Posted: 12:35:03 10/01/02 Tue
Author: Anonymous
Subject: I know I've Been Blessed!

Prior to October 19, 1996, I was leading a very sinful life, and was in way too far to get out. That night, I managed to call up some semblance of faith and told God that I wanted and needed to change my ways, but I had tried and I couldn't do it alone... if He wanted me to turn my life around, He'd just have to bring it to a complete stop so that I could start over again. At the same time, my mother, though understandably disappointed with how I was living, was praying for me -- asking God to please save me from myself. Both prayers were soon answered. On October 25, one week later, I had a terrible car accident. I fell asleep while driving and went behind the guardrail and hit the huge cement support holding up a bridge. I will forever be grateful rhat no one else was hurt.

Rescue workers needed three hours to extract me from the wreckage, but figured no one could have survived an impact like that, especially since blood was gushing from the place where my fenur had shattered and split and broke through the skin. But I was alive. I had two broken femurs [thigh bones] and a broken left ankle and a broken right wrist; but NO internal injuries -- a miracle, especially since there were no air bags in the car -- I was only wearing my seatbelt [something my mother had ingrained in me when I was a child], and no internal organs were hurt -- even by the crushing restraint of the seatbelt [seatbelts often cause internal injury]. In fact, after using a crane to upright the car [which had fallen on its side in a ditch after hitting the bridge support]and the jaws of life to open the door, the rescue workers had to cut through the seatbelt to get me out of the car.

A guy I had dated a little but really didn't care for too much visited me practically every day. He brought me chocolate [yum] and cards and flowers... but I kept getting annoyed -- why wouldn't this guy go away?

I recovered enough to go back to work -- on crutches. I was back a few months, but my eyesight was messing up, and I started making costly mistakes -- and I got fired. I was devastated, but I searched the want-ads and sent off resumes. One ad stood out, and I felt compelled to answer it. I was called for an interview and went in -- again, on crutches [no one could figure out why my legs still wouldn't support me unaided]. Two months later, just as I was about to give up on it, I was called and offered the job. To shorten the story, my vision continued to wane and I still used crutches and certain bodily functions were not working right. Again, just as I was at my wits' end [hallelujah! isn't that when you know what happens to calm you is a miracle?] I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis.

That was a week before I was to be married to the guy who had so annoyed me. I still wasn't totally crazy about him, but I had a very strong feeling that he was who God wanted me to marry, so I'd agreed to do so.

And lo, even after the diagnosis, he didn't back out even when I told him he could. Still, even after the ceremony, I was signing the marriage certificate thinking 'What have I DONE?'

Two days after we were married, I was totally overtaken by the strongest earthly love you can imagine for my husband -- and it has not waned. Another miracle!

[two and a half years and three surgeries and four hospiral stays passed]
Early in the year 2000, a neighbor built a ramp up the step to our front porch so my husband could get my wheelchair into the house more easily. Still trying to be inderpendent, I tried going up the ramp myself -- but it was steep and I'd forgotten to lean forward and the wheelchair tilted too far back and fell. This scared my husband terribly, but it seemed to go in slow-motion to me, my head tilted forward and didn't hit when I landed. Big miracle!

In March of 2001, my husband noticed an abcess on the side of my leg that I had figured was just a cut and been keeping clean with peroxide and antibiotioc ointment. He suggested we show it to my doctor. I did, and the doctor looked concerned and referred me to a general surgeon; who probed it with a swab and said he wouldn't touch anything that deep -- I needed to see an orthopedist. The orthopedist checked it, took X-rays and a CT scan and ran blood tests and finally told us it was osteo-myelitis [a very dangerrous bone infection]. Another surgery and 3 months of IV antibiotics later, [two kinds, because routine blood tests showed medication-induced leukemia from the first antibiotic (I'd always thought leukemia indicated cancer -- but it was explained that many cases of leukemia -- a lowered white blood cell count -- are caused by cancer, but there are other causes). So the antibiotic was changed.], the infection was gone -- another two crises averted -- another miracle!

In April of that same year, after doing a routine amount of activity, I was short of breath. My husband [an RN] usuakky says to watch symptoms for a few days, but he immediately whisked me to the ER.

Everything looked fine on X-ray, etc., but the ER doctor wanted to do one more test. It was a gut-feeling, he said, but he really didn't expect to find anything. When he came back, though, the test had revealed lots of tiny blood clots in the lungs -- a condition thsat often kills people [though I didn't know that at the time -- and my husband graciously didn't tell me]. I was admitted for blood-thinning drugs and monitoring -- and went home a week later. [guess what? another miracle!]

My husband and I recently moved to Colorado. The thiiner, cooler, less humid air here has me feeling better than I have in forever. It's just the latest in a long line of miracles that I can see now have surrounded my entire life. Both my husband and myself had wanted to live in Colorado even years before we met.

In addition, God has let me know already that I will be miraculously healed of the symptoms that have so affected my life. I have already beem healed of the MS condition itself. I've told people for months that I no longer have MS -- wishful thinking, many thought. MRI scans done in March of 2002, however, showed no new lesions since 1998 and no active lesions. What a revelation and testimony to God's power! Whenever I get frustrated with these symptoms now, I just remember that promise, and am calmed.

I just know I'm blessed and God is always watching over me...

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