Well I think, no, I know, the Lord hears the prayers of His children all over the world. It has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster this last month and whenever I thought about updating everyone, I didn't quite know what to say. But the beautiful thing about it has been the perfect timing of well timed help whenever there was a new thing to overcome. Hard times are hard, but hard times must just be impossible for people who have no hope.
So I have been MRI'd (made that word up :) from head to toe and the wonderful news is my Doc says everything looks good! They were concerned that another surgery was inevitable if another level in my spine was unstable, but that surprisingly was not the case and he feels no need to do anything more at this time. I was so relieved to know I wasn't facing another surgery anytime soon. I am an awful patient when it comes to my body and drugs. The hard part about this news was the flip side. This then meant he didn't know why I had such severe leg weakness. It's just unnerving to have doctors tell you they've got no idea. He was convinced something else was going on and thought I should take a trip to the Mayo Clinic... we talked and talked and eventually decided to see a local neurologist first. But I left feeling uneasy even about that decision. I've watched several patients in this situation. Doctors warn them of all the diseases they might have and the patient continues to decline thinking they have some awful disease they'll have to live with. So I had some discussions with some of my family and we chose a different course all together. I'm taking a break. History tells our story and must always be remembered. This is not the first time I've had these problems, and though the Doc's back then couldn't "see" the problem, they finally came to the most likely conclusion to what happened to my spinal cord after my initial injury. And here I am, once again with doctors fairly confused by what they were seeing. I struggled to believe that this time around, after having a major neck surgery, that I had brain cancer... just wasn't adding up. So this patient is taking a mental health break. No more doctors and no more tests. We're going to let this body God's created do some healing on its own.
And here's the great thing. The next week after making that decision I started applying for jobs and making plans for my future. I didn't get any worse. The next week I left to go see some of my family and I felt even better. And I'm still traveling and watching my body get stronger each week. I'm not there yet, but I'm making my way. God is good. He was good in the midst of the awful weeks and He's good when I get to praise Him this week.
Many many thank you's to each of you who have prayed and encouraged me along the way. This very self-reliant, strong and independent girl had to learn some hard lessons and I've got the most amazing people helping me along the way.
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