Miracles Happen To Those Who Believe!!!

THE MIRACLE IN MY LIFE

I saw a doctor to determine what was wrong. Tests were not providing an answer and by July I was on a liquid diet, unable to eat solid food. Tests continued into August and I underwent a CT Scan that confirmed that there was a blockage. Complications from the CT Scan resulted in my being hospitalized that evening. Exploratory surgery was scheduled for Friday at 5:00PM.

Prior to surgery on Friday, the doctor described that he would make a small incision and take a look around. If he found anything major he planned to close the incision and take further action with another surgery at a later date. My husband waited as the two hour procedure began. After approximately four hours, the doctors consulted my husband regarding the removal of a cancerous tumor that was threatening my life. Ten hours from the beginning of surgery I was taken to recovery. A "Whipple Procedure" reconstructing my digestive system had been performed to remove the tumor and the area surrounding it in hopes of preventing the spread of the cancer.

On Saturday afternoon many of my immediate family greeted me. The doctor explained that the tumor was a rare type of cancer call Sarcoma. He was very encouraging as he described the early stage of the cancer. He said he was able to remove it completely and there was no need for chemotherapy or radiation treatments. He said after recovering from the extensive surgery I could resume a normal lifestyle. I was released from the hospital approximately three weeks later and continued to be an outpatient for approximately six weeks.

After the holidays passed I began to rebuild my strength. I wanted to believe that the cancer was gone for good and that I would never have another problem. I never thought about reoccurrence and put the cancer issue to rest. I realized how close I came to loosing my life and decided to get serious about my relationship to God. In April of 1998 I was baptized and became an active member of my church. This is also when I joined a wonderful fellowship.

The year passed and when fall arrived I decided to go to work part-time and put my daughter in pre-school. It was October 1998 when I was hospitalized because my intestinal track stopped working. After a four-day stay in the hospital I returned home on a liquid diet until gradually I was able to return to solid food. I modified my diet and tried many different medicines to avoid digestion problems. I figured that this was how I would have to live for the rest of my life.

When school was over I stopped working and came home to spend the summer with my daughter. I began experiencing problems again when school began in August 1999. A CT Scan disclosed a suspicious mass and surgical exploration was recommended. As I awaited surgery I began to explore the chances that the mass could be a reoccurrence of the rare cancer that I had previously. I was optimistic. I figured that this surgery would be similar to the last and the tumor would be removed and I would go on about a normal lifestyle. I prayed for a successful surgery.

Surgery was performed and the news was not good. The surgeon informed us that the tumor was indeed a reoccurrence of the cancer and that due to its location and the involvement of the tumor with a major artery that he could not remove the tumor without possible loss of life. Further, these factors made it impossible to treat me with chemotherapy or radiation because the results could kill the intestinal track. The doctor considered the tumor inoperable. It was at this time when we were asked if we would like to call hospice for assistance. I was'nt ready to accept that nothing further could be done. After further discussion with the surgeon he gave us some hope by suggesting we might be able to find a highly competent surgeon in one of the well known cancer institutions who might be willing to attempt to remove the tumor or treat the cancer.

I began the search of major cancer institutions that might take my case. I had some success, after submitting my cancer slides to NIH, I was accepted for a chemotherapy protocol treatment, but I really want surgery to remove this rather than the treatments which I knew were sometimes worse than the disease.

I began to rely on God more than ever before. I had no choice but to believe that my future was in God's hands and that whatever was to happen to me was indeed His will for me. I took comfort in the knowledge that if I didn't survive this illness that I could look forward to my next life with Jesus. I relied on the tremendous support of my friends in the fellowship, my family and my church family. The Elders of my church laid hands on me and prayed for healing. Word of my situation spread to thousands of people who prayed for my recovery. I believed that if it was God's will for me to be healed that He would heal me. I prayed for healing. I also asked that if healing was not the plan could he at least give me enough time to raise my daughter.

During the next couple of weeks in the hospital, attempts to digest food were failing and it was determined that another blockage was the problem. A second surgery was performed to remove more of my colon and the obstruction. New attempts to digest food continued to be unsuccesful. By the 35th day in the hospital, it appeared my only option was to be fed TPN intravenously. I begged to be released from the hospital. It was against my surgeons recommendation but he released me on December 10, 1999. Winthin 2 days I returned to the hospital and my HMO arranged to began TPN (intravenous feeding) 14 hour per day. My HMO referred my case to Johns Hopkins University for consideration of surgical removal of the tumor.

A surgeon considered as one of the best in the world, reviewed my CT Scans and considered all the facts of my case. He explained that he would consider surgery as long as I understood the risks involved. There was a chance that the removal of the tumor could cause the intestinal track to stop working and this would result in my being fed by TPN for the remainder of my life. Further, he saw on the scan approximately half dozen spots that he felt could be the spreading of the cancer throughout the abdomen. He explained that the cancer was like a dandelion that spreads its seeds. He said the chance of success was about 1% but my chance of survival without surgery was less. I asked him to proceed with surgery. I prayed for successful removal of the tumor but also prayed that God would take care of this somehow. I began to prepare my affairs in the event that I would not survive. I put my life in God's hands and continued my footwork to put my life in order. It was certain that I needed a miracle.

Miracles are mentioned in the scriptures in many places. A family friend wrote me a letter of faith and referred to many of these while being very confident in her faith that the Lord was watching after me. Her confidence in God and in the fact that He can do miracles led me to look into this further. I read the book "Spontaneous Healing" and "Love, Medicine, and Miracles". I watched "The 700 Club" everyday and heard them speak of miracles happening all over the world everyday. I found many, many references to healing in the Bible. My approach to this situation was not to give up but to fight. Since the doctors were not very optimistic I felt more compelled to lean on God. I thought if I had the perfect faith that I too could experience a miracle. But I had doubts and didn't think my faith was strong enough. Then I was comforted by my mother who said, "..faith is not not having doubts, but was overcoming doubts." This helped me to believe that I didn't have to be perfect in order to recieve the gifts God has to give us. I began to believe that I could be "healed"!

Just before they took me into the operating room, the surgeon explained that, once inside, if he found more than the half dozen spots as shown on the CT Scan, and if he could not remove them all, that he would not remove any and he would close me up. I went into this surgery with confidence that I would have the success that I prayed for and believed that God was going to heal me. I was confident enough to tell the surgeon that I expected him not to find any spots.

That day, March 6, 2000, surgery was performed. The following day the surgeon explained that he could not explain the fact that he did not find anything where the spots were on the CT Scan. Further, he said he couldn't find anything that resembled the tumor that my prior surgeon had described to him. All he found was a tissue mass that resembled fibromatosis rather than sarcoma. In other words he did not find anything that was cancer. He was only able to remove part of the mass. He couldn't explain what happened and wanted to be sure of his findings so he requested a review of all previous slides including those from the first cancerous tumor in 1997. He concluded that there was no evidence of cancer in any of the slides reviewed. It would appear that I never had cancer.

I believe I received the miracle that everyone prayed for. I tested the theory that a mistake had occurred, not a miracle. However, the theory would mean that the AF Lab used by the hospital made a mistake in 1997, and then again in 1999. My original surgeon was mistaken when he said the tumor he held in his hand was so tight that he was afraid to even attempt a needle biopsy for fear of rupturing it. NIH made a mistake reading the slides when approving a cancer protocol and Johns Hopkins made a mistake when reviewing my case for consideration. Were the CT Scans inaccurate? What were the spots and where did they go?

On April 11, 2000 my last visit with the surgeon confirmed I did not have cancer and my prognosis was that I could look forward to living a full life without concern of cancer.

I BELIEVE........I believe that I received a miracle healing from God. My relationship with Jesus Christ today is the result of witnessing first hand the incredible power of the Lord. I have a purpose in my life now and could not imagine my life without him lighting my path. I have seen many other miracles since this day and know as I share my testimony, I believe His will for me is to spread the awesome news that... all things are possible with our Lord Jesus Christ.  

This is a true story! May God Bless You!

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