Psalm 118:17 You shall not die, but live and declare my work.
James 5:14-15 Are any of you sick? You should call the elders of the church to come pray over you, anointing you with oil in the name of the Lord. Such a prayer offered in faith will heal the sick, and the Lord will make you well.
I am going to apologize for two things in advance before I start this blog! First, I am doing this from my phone so I am sorry if there if my grammar or punctuation is off it is hard to edit from this small of a screen. Second, I intend to use some of the medical terminology as possible, but I’m still learning everything and I have had a lot thrown at me in the last few days!
So here we go! Last Wednesday I started getting very sore in my mouth and throat (This can be common with chemo treatments) but then I started running fevers! Hating the hospitals and all the pokes that come with those visits I tried to just rest and treat at home on Thursday afternoon my fever went to 101. Which is the first sign of infection in your body. So I waited until Tim got home we decided to spend an hour in praise and worship. Then we checked my temperature and it was still present so we packed up and headed to the ER in Rock Island. We were hoping it would be a route be in out maybe some oral antibiotics. Once we were admitted we found out our admitting nurse lived on our street! Seriously, can you say divine appointment. We live in a small town 40 minutes from RI and then to live on same street! To crazy of a coincidence! Love that we made that connection! Anyways surprisingly I didn’t have a fever once we were admitted, but as a chemo patient they have to take any kind of fever in the last 24 hours serious. So they called for all kinds of tests to see where there was possibly an infection. As you all already know this was my favorite part! You would think these experiences would help me overcome my hate of needles, but so far no! Well test results came back (There was a lot not going to name them all) normal. Except again like Monday my white blood cell count was extremely low still! We still needed to wait 24 hours for blood cultures and they wanted to admit me for night to start a basic antibiotic. While we waited! As I was leaving the ER to move to a room the ER doctor was so wonderful she told me my attitude over all of this was a joy to be around. I explained well I’m a believer and have a big God. She shared that she was a believer as well! I love how God puts people in places for reasons. (I prelude the next portion of my blog for a reason, because you will see how quickly Satan tried to come into this situation and steal my joy)
After moving into my room for the night I quickly got comfortable they got my antibiotics going. I fell in and out sleep Thursday night because many times nurses were coming in for different reasons and overall didn’t get my much sleep. They hung a sign on my door stating Nuertrpenic. You I’m the medical field understand it’s a warning to anyone coming in contact with me that I have a highly compromised immune system. That sign really made me feel uncomfortable! I knew things were getting serious. Then around 8am a nurse came to do blood cultures (these are not fun they have to be taken from two different areas) And my veins have already been poked for this. So I did what I thought best protect the veins! I told they already did this in the ER so she was wrong I didn’t need it again! So she went to go check with my floor nurse who then came in and told me. I am sorry the blood cultures did have growth which means you are positive for a blood infection. We have to do more blood cultures to make sure we are correct. Not very happy, but I let her poke me two more times. I started to get a little worried about hearing the word blood infection I asked questions, but was given very vague answers. Later Dr. B arrived he is a blood infectious doctor. He explained that there was bacteria in my blood stream classified as a blood infection. Some of you may understand the word septis (sp?). This can be dangerous in general and I also had a very compromised immune system. So they wanted to start me on a strong antibiotic immediately and I absolutely wouldn’t be released for a few days. At the very least I was discouraged I couldn’t talk to him without crying! I was so scared they found something and devastated that I would be going home to my family. He informed this was serious with my low blood count. He would follow up soon! I continued crying I missed my kiddos and Kaden was playing varsity football that night and Kenzie and Kayleigh were cheering at the game. Then Kaden’s 16th Birthday was on Sunday and his party was Saturday night. I knew I would miss the game now and we would have to cancel Kaden’s party. I just couldn’t pull myself together! I cried and cried. I couldn’t talk to nurses when they came in to do vitals I was too emotional! Then my fevers started returning and my body was wearing down. I was tired discouraged. All of a sudden I felt my head starting to feel pokes everywhere, itching started my face and chest turned red and started swelling I called my nurse immediately they stopped the antibiotics and gave me Benadryl. Now we knew I wouldn’t be able to take the strong antibiotics another disappointing discovery they would now need more tests to see what other antibiotic could fight this bacteria. As the day wore on I met with an oncologist here in RI. He was recommending I start shots in my stomach that would hopefully help raise the blood counts. I had when then and would need to continue them for the duration of my hospital stay and most likely a few days following my release! But where my body was and what my reports were saying I was in a very bad position. Pretty much I needed a miracle! Physically and emotionally I was tired I was angry this was happening! I began to let my thoughts go to very dark places! I texted Tim asking him to send out prayer requests to anyone and everyone. A friend who was checking on me asked how I was coping mentally and I mentioned I’m just tired. I had some family visitors and the mood in the room was very depressing they understood the seriousness of the situation and it was just depressing! At this time we were in contact with my oncologist on Ia City who was monitoring my reports. He decided to cancel Chemo next week and meet with me in a few weeks to discuss where I was and if I could start chemo again. Well they left the room to give me sometime I remember I went to the restroom thinking is this it? Is this the way I’m going to die? And I clearly heard the Lord say! “You will be healed this is your promise praise me!” I mustered my last strength got back in my hospital put on Kari Jobe pulled out a list of scriptures I have been given and started worshiping. A family member came back in and joined me. We warefare for awhile and I received a call from a prayer warrior from our church. She informed me my close friend had contacted her filled her in and she could not come up due to her being around sick people that day but was going to pray over the phone with me. A few minutes later another strong prayer warrior from our church showed up in my room. The atmosphere completely changed my peace returned as we lifted up prayers. As I learned later many more people were doing this at this time as well!!!! I received another phone call from another family friend she has a prophetic gift and just spoke over me. My attitude did a 180. I knew God’s promises. He reminding I am his child he has me and this situation. You see when my lump first appeared I was a little concerned icing it praying before I even knew they thought was a thyroid issu. God clearly said to me “Rachel it’s going to get scary, I am with you you will be safe.” I wrote that promise in a personal journal I keep and I’ve held into that word daily. Yesterday, I let it go I let Satan steal my joy! I allowed mans prognosis to dictate my hope! But only for a moment. My army rose up those that came to the hospital, those that responded to Tim’s prayer requests, those that called and spoke God’s word over me. My close friend who read into I’m tired and started calling people immediately. He knew I needed to be held up because I am weak! I cannot explain the peace after this praise and worship time. Only that God is FAITHFUL he is real and I was going to trust him for the miracle that I knew was coming! That night I went to bed with a rising fever I was physically drained, but expectant of what was to come! I rested in my Savior’s arms last night in complete peace! In the middle of the night I awoke covered in sweat! I knew my fever broke! This morning the oncologist came in and told me my white blood cell counts were in the normal range and so high he was discontinuing any further shots!!!!!!! My white blood cell count went from 2.82 to a 7!!!!!! Seriously the change in one day was nothing short miraculous. Today has been amazing we did meet with blood infection doctor again today the second blood Cultures came back with bacteria but not the streptococcus a skin bacteria ( which is better I believe!) Anyways since streptococcus showed up on the original they wanted to treat as if I had it for precaution! I will have a picc put in tomorrow. I will be released and have a home visit nurse come to my house next few weeks to give antibiotics. About 5 hours they tried another round of stronger antibiotics with a slower drip and Benadryl before hand and I had no reaction ( We specifically prayed for no more reactions to drugs!) Also, I haven’t taken any Tylenol today and have had no fevers!!!
Words cannot explain the difference from yesterday to today! I was given my miracle and I am so blessed and thankful for all the Lord has done. I wish I could share all of the verses that brought me encouragement in the last 24 hours that turned my mourning into dancing! There are too many but I want to share a few before posting this blog! I hope it can bring as much encouragement to some of you reading this that are discouraged that Satan has lied too. Because I do not believe I have ever been closer to death and in the moment when I let fear and doubt in it was scary! But the moment I praised him trusted him let him fight for me that’s when everything changed! I know some of you need to be reminded like I did!
1. You are a child of the Most High
2. He loves you! You don’t have to do or know it all!
3. Rest in his arms and let him battle for you.
4. Don’t beat yourself up when you don’t feel your deserving. Several people spoke truth to me saying Satan was lying telling me I wasn’t praying enough or having enough faith. You are enough! He gives grace He is a loving daddy not a critical ruler!
1 Cronicles 5:20b They cried out to God during the battle, and he answered their prayer because they trusted in him.
Ecclesiastes 11:5 Just as you cannot understand the path of the wind or the mystery of a tiny baby growing in it’s mother womb, so you cannot understand the activity of God,who does all things.
Psalm 40:1-3 I waited patiently for the Lord to help me, and he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along. He has given me a new song to sing and a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see what he has done and be amazed. They will put their trust in the Lord.
I love all of you! Thank you for supporting my family and I! I know God has placed many of you in our lives at this point to hold us up! I truly value all of the prayers and support!