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Sunday, May 9, 2010
pray for monkey
This precious 16-month-old girl was just diagnosed with neuroblastoma. Please pray for her and her family! Ian at The Daily Dose of Reality will be organizing a fundraiser this coming week to help out this so check his blog to see how you can help.
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Thank God for your mom today! Happy Mommy's Day to you all!
Click the button below to list your prayer requests. You can grab the button on my sidebar if you wish.
Thank God for your mom today! Happy Mommy's Day to you all!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
prayer is power: mama dub
Please grab the Prayer is Power button on my sidebar. Click the button to post your requests and praises, {link welcome but not required} and please pray for those listed.
Today's featured blogger is Mama Dub from Life in the "Dub" Lane. You must go visit! Her and her fam are the cutest ever!
Mama Dub almost died due to complications after her son's birth. This powerful birth story is taken from her blog, {with her permission of course} and it's an AMAZING story! Please take the time to read it.
I have prayed continuously the last few days that God would give me the exact words to share our story accurately without trivializing or exaggerating any particular event. I want to be able to share my testimony and to be able to express our gratitude for the constant prayers. I'm not sure how I would have made it through without them. The outpouring of love and kindness from all over the world have touched our lives forever and we couldn't be more grateful for each and everyone of you.
It all started on Thursday morning, Sept 3rd. I had a Dr. appointment with the OB that morning so that we could talk about our options, as Baby K was already a week over due. Knowing that we were going to talk about our options (and one of them was being sent to the hospital that day) Mr. Dubs and I loaded the car with everything we thought we would need for the hospital. I had packed everything well in advance so I knew we would be prepared. We got to the Dr and they performed a sonogram to evaluate the placenta and the fluid levels. The fluid levels were great but the Placenta, not so much. The placenta had begun to calcify, so much that it was not going to continue to function properly too much longer. After the sonogram we were moved into a room to talk with the Dr. The nurse took my blood pressure and realized that it was higher than normal. Up until this point I had no issues with blood pressure. When the Dr. came in with the results of the sonogram she made the decision to send us to the hospital to have my water broken. (Note: I was 4cm dilated and 100% effaced for 5 weeks). Her theory is: It's better to take the baby while it's strong and healthy and can endure the labor, vs. waiting until it's possible too weak and can result in an unnecessary C-Section. We agreed, so we headed for the hospital to have our son. The day could not have been more exciting.
Once to the hospital (11am) we were admitted to Labor and Delivery. I changed into my comfy clothes and got ready for the fun to begin. B Dubs and I were beside ourselves with excitement. We were finally going to get to meet our son. At noon the Dr. came in and broke my water. She said that my contractions would begin soon. Dubs and I hit the hallways... walking and waiting. We made it around the L&D floor 4-5 times before I needed to get back to the room. The contractions were coming every 10-15 seconds and they were lasting about 90 seconds each (and I wasn't even to the transition stage). They were not in my tummy or in my back, but rather in my tailbone area. With every contraction it felt as if my tailbone was going to break (keep in mind that Baby K was posterior- backwards). Mr. Dubs and I tried all of the relaxation techniques that we learned but they were not providing any relief. The contractions were coming too frequent and too strong. The Dr. couldn't figure out why my Uterus was being so "strange". After about 3 hours of continuous contractions I finally gave in to the epidural (3pm). After getting the epidural I dilated from 5cm to 7cm in an hour. Since the contractions were still very "abnormal" they wanted to put in an internal monitor. Not the kind they attached to the baby, but the kind that they sit next to the baby to monitor the contractions. The Dr. did an internal exam to make sure that everything was set to insert the monitor and realized that I was already 9cm dilated. Since that was the case, she was unable to insert the monitor (as it would not have stayed in place). I began pushing at 5:30pm. Everything went great, except for the fact that I ended up with a 4th degree tear, the worst you can get. Ouchy!
The best news: K Baby was born at 6:37pm. He weighed in at 10lbs and was 22 1/4 inches long.
They put him on my chest and Mr Dubs and I cried our tears of joy. It wasn't but a few minutes after I had Baby K that I began to feel "distant". I'm not sure that is the best word to describe the feeling, but I knew something was wrong. As the Dr. began sewing me up (which took about an hour and a half) I heard her talking to another Dr about blood loss. I am still not able to recall to much about this time but I do remember Daddy Dubs bringing Baby K over to me all bundled up, and laying him next to me. I fell asleep and never got to enjoy my baby. The Doctors were in and out of the room checking on me. I remember asking them when I was going to be moved to the recovery room and they told me they needed to monitor me for a while longer. I was confused. After a few hours of "monitoring" and Baby K laying next to me while I was resting, I was fading away and no one around me knew it.
My mother and B Dubs had remained in the room to look after me and Baby K and to make sure that all was well until we were moved to another room. Good thing they did. Around 10pm I mustered up enough energy to call out to B Dubs to come and get Baby K from my side. I then began calling out " Mommy, help me". My mom knew something was off because she said that I haven't called her 'mommy' since I was about 3 years old. I then started yelling to B Dubs and my mother that I was going to pass out. As B Dubs ran into the hallways to get help, my mother hit the Nurse Call button on the bed. Originally I thought that I pushed the button but they later told me I was seizing. When they answered I just remember whispering, "Help me, Help me, Help me" - my mother took over from there. I passed out about 3 seconds later. I later found out that 8-9 Doctors were in the room within 2-3 minutes after I called. They put oxygen on me and I woke up for a brief moment to pure chaos. My mother was asked to leave the room and they took Baby K to the Nursery.
At this point my blood pressure had dropped to 80/50. It was then that they realized I was hemorrhaging internally. One of the Doctors began kneading my stomach from the INSIDE and the OUSIDE. It was by far the most excruciating pain I have ever been through in my life. I remember asking to hold someone's hand and B Dub stepped up to the plate. The Doctors were amazing and allowed him to be by my side when I needed him most. They just worked around him when they could. Since the pain was so unbearable and my blood pressure was so low I fell in and out of consciousness for hours. Every time I woke I remember them talking about blood loss. When I was able to open my eyes I remember seeing them pull blood clots out the size of oranges. Blood was everywhere. I soaked all of the hospital towels they had on L&D and they were getting towels from other floors. (This is a HUGE hospital too). B Dubs was completely traumatized but stayed strong and stayed by my side the entire time. At one point they did have to make him sit down and eat/drink something. He was getting weak. After 2 hours of medication, 2 pints of blood and kneading the uterus to make it contract they had to rush me to the OR for emergency surgery. B Dubs gave the consent to remove my uterus, as that was the only thing that would save my life.
At the time they rushed me into the OR my blood pressure was progressively dropping. Even before they got me into the OR my blood pressure had dropped to 50/20. Unfortunately, because my blood pressure was dropping so rapidly and the blood loss was so significant they weren't able to give me much anesthesia and therefore I was awake during surgery. Obviously because the pain was so intense and I was so weak from blood loss, I was still falling in and out of consciousness during the surgery. I remember them moving me from one bed to another. I even remember them having to readjust me a few times. I remember them putting the drape across (just like you would see in a c-section). I then remember them inserting an IV in my left wrist. Because my veins had collapsed the IV inadvertently put the blood and fluids into my muscle and not into my bloodstream leaving me with a nice BIG bruise on my left arm.
I recall yelling at the Doctors that my arm was on fire and felt like it was burning. At that point I heard that doctor yell to another doctor that I should not be awake and to do something about it. After that I recall the incision being made on my abdomen and being held open with some sort of clamp device. I remember the tugging and pulling sensations as they removed my uterus. I was later told that had it not been for the epidural (which was still in place) I would have felt the whole thing.
During the surgery I was resuscitated a total of 3 times, each of them I remember. For days afterwards when I closed my eyes I would feel the sensation of the resuscitation (like my body was jolting). I had a Central Line put in (a tube in my neck that goes straight to my heart) and I received 12 pints of blood. 12 Pints of blood equals a 110% blood transfusion (meaning I even lost blood that I received). It was by far the scariest time of my life.
All this while Mr Dubs and our families were in the Family Waiting room waiting for an update. The surgery took approx. 3 hours to complete. I can't imagine the torture that my family had to endure...waiting to see if I lived (as they were told I probably wouldn't make it).
After Surgery I was put in ICU for 3 days and then moved to the Labor and Delivery Recovery floor. It was on this floor that I took a turn for the worse. Because of the surgery and mass blood loss my bowel system had gone to sleep. I began to get distended and was unable to hold down any food or fluid. In sparing personal details the bowel system had a mind of it's own and I had no control for approx 48 hours. I would vomit uncontrollably and suffered through endless hours of clean up. Because the nurses were not used to seeing a patient in this condition they weren't sure how to help me, as this was not their specialty. After much consideration the Doctors made the decision I needed an NG (Nasogastric) Tube. The tube went in through my noes and down to my stomach. The first attempt they missed my stomach and had to redo it. Again, this was a very painful procedure and if I ever needed again they would have to knock me out to put it in. I don't think that I could handle that pain again now that I know what it feels like. Once I had the NG Tube I was taken off of all fluids/foods. I couldn't even swallow a sip of water. Not one! For 5 days I starved physically, though I was being fed TPN through the IV for 2 of them. The TPN gave me the nutrients I needed to stay alive but he hunger pains were unbearable.
On day 7 I was able to get out of bed for the first time. My muscles had begun the process of deteriorating (it's amazing how quickly this occurs), therefore it was very difficult to stand, life my head, etc. They were slowly able to remove some of the IV's and on day 8 I had the NG tube removed. The Central Line was the last to go on day 9 and I was able to shower and clean up for the first time in what felt like months.
I had the will to walk, heal and get better and no one was going to stop me. I had a family that needed me to get better. K Baby needed his mommy and B Dubs needed his wife. Though we won't ever be able to have any more children, we are extremely thankful that God has blessed us with each other, K Baby and LIFE!
It was a long process to get to where I am today but by the Grace of God and the constant prayers I am healing quickly and the recovery has been extremely fast considering the turn of events. Mr. Dubs and I still have many years of healing and recovering ahead of us, more emotionally than physically, but we are so thankful for the outcome during this life changing experience. We have the most beautiful, well-behaved, healthy and loving son. He completed our family and we are looking forward to all of the fun filled years ahead. Thank you again for the prayers. God most definitely heard you. He has a plan for my life, that is very apparent and I can't wait to see how he uses me to glorify Him.
I will leave you with my scripture: Ezekial 16:6 (NIV translation) 'Then I passed by and saw you kicking about in your blood, and as you lay there in your blood I said to you, "Live!"
Today's featured blogger is Mama Dub from Life in the "Dub" Lane. You must go visit! Her and her fam are the cutest ever!
Mama Dub almost died due to complications after her son's birth. This powerful birth story is taken from her blog, {with her permission of course} and it's an AMAZING story! Please take the time to read it.
I have prayed continuously the last few days that God would give me the exact words to share our story accurately without trivializing or exaggerating any particular event. I want to be able to share my testimony and to be able to express our gratitude for the constant prayers. I'm not sure how I would have made it through without them. The outpouring of love and kindness from all over the world have touched our lives forever and we couldn't be more grateful for each and everyone of you.
It all started on Thursday morning, Sept 3rd. I had a Dr. appointment with the OB that morning so that we could talk about our options, as Baby K was already a week over due. Knowing that we were going to talk about our options (and one of them was being sent to the hospital that day) Mr. Dubs and I loaded the car with everything we thought we would need for the hospital. I had packed everything well in advance so I knew we would be prepared. We got to the Dr and they performed a sonogram to evaluate the placenta and the fluid levels. The fluid levels were great but the Placenta, not so much. The placenta had begun to calcify, so much that it was not going to continue to function properly too much longer. After the sonogram we were moved into a room to talk with the Dr. The nurse took my blood pressure and realized that it was higher than normal. Up until this point I had no issues with blood pressure. When the Dr. came in with the results of the sonogram she made the decision to send us to the hospital to have my water broken. (Note: I was 4cm dilated and 100% effaced for 5 weeks). Her theory is: It's better to take the baby while it's strong and healthy and can endure the labor, vs. waiting until it's possible too weak and can result in an unnecessary C-Section. We agreed, so we headed for the hospital to have our son. The day could not have been more exciting.
Once to the hospital (11am) we were admitted to Labor and Delivery. I changed into my comfy clothes and got ready for the fun to begin. B Dubs and I were beside ourselves with excitement. We were finally going to get to meet our son. At noon the Dr. came in and broke my water. She said that my contractions would begin soon. Dubs and I hit the hallways... walking and waiting. We made it around the L&D floor 4-5 times before I needed to get back to the room. The contractions were coming every 10-15 seconds and they were lasting about 90 seconds each (and I wasn't even to the transition stage). They were not in my tummy or in my back, but rather in my tailbone area. With every contraction it felt as if my tailbone was going to break (keep in mind that Baby K was posterior- backwards). Mr. Dubs and I tried all of the relaxation techniques that we learned but they were not providing any relief. The contractions were coming too frequent and too strong. The Dr. couldn't figure out why my Uterus was being so "strange". After about 3 hours of continuous contractions I finally gave in to the epidural (3pm). After getting the epidural I dilated from 5cm to 7cm in an hour. Since the contractions were still very "abnormal" they wanted to put in an internal monitor. Not the kind they attached to the baby, but the kind that they sit next to the baby to monitor the contractions. The Dr. did an internal exam to make sure that everything was set to insert the monitor and realized that I was already 9cm dilated. Since that was the case, she was unable to insert the monitor (as it would not have stayed in place). I began pushing at 5:30pm. Everything went great, except for the fact that I ended up with a 4th degree tear, the worst you can get. Ouchy!
The best news: K Baby was born at 6:37pm. He weighed in at 10lbs and was 22 1/4 inches long.
They put him on my chest and Mr Dubs and I cried our tears of joy. It wasn't but a few minutes after I had Baby K that I began to feel "distant". I'm not sure that is the best word to describe the feeling, but I knew something was wrong. As the Dr. began sewing me up (which took about an hour and a half) I heard her talking to another Dr about blood loss. I am still not able to recall to much about this time but I do remember Daddy Dubs bringing Baby K over to me all bundled up, and laying him next to me. I fell asleep and never got to enjoy my baby. The Doctors were in and out of the room checking on me. I remember asking them when I was going to be moved to the recovery room and they told me they needed to monitor me for a while longer. I was confused. After a few hours of "monitoring" and Baby K laying next to me while I was resting, I was fading away and no one around me knew it.
My mother and B Dubs had remained in the room to look after me and Baby K and to make sure that all was well until we were moved to another room. Good thing they did. Around 10pm I mustered up enough energy to call out to B Dubs to come and get Baby K from my side. I then began calling out " Mommy, help me". My mom knew something was off because she said that I haven't called her 'mommy' since I was about 3 years old. I then started yelling to B Dubs and my mother that I was going to pass out. As B Dubs ran into the hallways to get help, my mother hit the Nurse Call button on the bed. Originally I thought that I pushed the button but they later told me I was seizing. When they answered I just remember whispering, "Help me, Help me, Help me" - my mother took over from there. I passed out about 3 seconds later. I later found out that 8-9 Doctors were in the room within 2-3 minutes after I called. They put oxygen on me and I woke up for a brief moment to pure chaos. My mother was asked to leave the room and they took Baby K to the Nursery.
At this point my blood pressure had dropped to 80/50. It was then that they realized I was hemorrhaging internally. One of the Doctors began kneading my stomach from the INSIDE and the OUSIDE. It was by far the most excruciating pain I have ever been through in my life. I remember asking to hold someone's hand and B Dub stepped up to the plate. The Doctors were amazing and allowed him to be by my side when I needed him most. They just worked around him when they could. Since the pain was so unbearable and my blood pressure was so low I fell in and out of consciousness for hours. Every time I woke I remember them talking about blood loss. When I was able to open my eyes I remember seeing them pull blood clots out the size of oranges. Blood was everywhere. I soaked all of the hospital towels they had on L&D and they were getting towels from other floors. (This is a HUGE hospital too). B Dubs was completely traumatized but stayed strong and stayed by my side the entire time. At one point they did have to make him sit down and eat/drink something. He was getting weak. After 2 hours of medication, 2 pints of blood and kneading the uterus to make it contract they had to rush me to the OR for emergency surgery. B Dubs gave the consent to remove my uterus, as that was the only thing that would save my life.
At the time they rushed me into the OR my blood pressure was progressively dropping. Even before they got me into the OR my blood pressure had dropped to 50/20. Unfortunately, because my blood pressure was dropping so rapidly and the blood loss was so significant they weren't able to give me much anesthesia and therefore I was awake during surgery. Obviously because the pain was so intense and I was so weak from blood loss, I was still falling in and out of consciousness during the surgery. I remember them moving me from one bed to another. I even remember them having to readjust me a few times. I remember them putting the drape across (just like you would see in a c-section). I then remember them inserting an IV in my left wrist. Because my veins had collapsed the IV inadvertently put the blood and fluids into my muscle and not into my bloodstream leaving me with a nice BIG bruise on my left arm.
I recall yelling at the Doctors that my arm was on fire and felt like it was burning. At that point I heard that doctor yell to another doctor that I should not be awake and to do something about it. After that I recall the incision being made on my abdomen and being held open with some sort of clamp device. I remember the tugging and pulling sensations as they removed my uterus. I was later told that had it not been for the epidural (which was still in place) I would have felt the whole thing.
During the surgery I was resuscitated a total of 3 times, each of them I remember. For days afterwards when I closed my eyes I would feel the sensation of the resuscitation (like my body was jolting). I had a Central Line put in (a tube in my neck that goes straight to my heart) and I received 12 pints of blood. 12 Pints of blood equals a 110% blood transfusion (meaning I even lost blood that I received). It was by far the scariest time of my life.
All this while Mr Dubs and our families were in the Family Waiting room waiting for an update. The surgery took approx. 3 hours to complete. I can't imagine the torture that my family had to endure...waiting to see if I lived (as they were told I probably wouldn't make it).
After Surgery I was put in ICU for 3 days and then moved to the Labor and Delivery Recovery floor. It was on this floor that I took a turn for the worse. Because of the surgery and mass blood loss my bowel system had gone to sleep. I began to get distended and was unable to hold down any food or fluid. In sparing personal details the bowel system had a mind of it's own and I had no control for approx 48 hours. I would vomit uncontrollably and suffered through endless hours of clean up. Because the nurses were not used to seeing a patient in this condition they weren't sure how to help me, as this was not their specialty. After much consideration the Doctors made the decision I needed an NG (Nasogastric) Tube. The tube went in through my noes and down to my stomach. The first attempt they missed my stomach and had to redo it. Again, this was a very painful procedure and if I ever needed again they would have to knock me out to put it in. I don't think that I could handle that pain again now that I know what it feels like. Once I had the NG Tube I was taken off of all fluids/foods. I couldn't even swallow a sip of water. Not one! For 5 days I starved physically, though I was being fed TPN through the IV for 2 of them. The TPN gave me the nutrients I needed to stay alive but he hunger pains were unbearable.
On day 7 I was able to get out of bed for the first time. My muscles had begun the process of deteriorating (it's amazing how quickly this occurs), therefore it was very difficult to stand, life my head, etc. They were slowly able to remove some of the IV's and on day 8 I had the NG tube removed. The Central Line was the last to go on day 9 and I was able to shower and clean up for the first time in what felt like months.
I had the will to walk, heal and get better and no one was going to stop me. I had a family that needed me to get better. K Baby needed his mommy and B Dubs needed his wife. Though we won't ever be able to have any more children, we are extremely thankful that God has blessed us with each other, K Baby and LIFE!
It was a long process to get to where I am today but by the Grace of God and the constant prayers I am healing quickly and the recovery has been extremely fast considering the turn of events. Mr. Dubs and I still have many years of healing and recovering ahead of us, more emotionally than physically, but we are so thankful for the outcome during this life changing experience. We have the most beautiful, well-behaved, healthy and loving son. He completed our family and we are looking forward to all of the fun filled years ahead. Thank you again for the prayers. God most definitely heard you. He has a plan for my life, that is very apparent and I can't wait to see how he uses me to glorify Him.
I will leave you with my scripture: Ezekial 16:6 (NIV translation) 'Then I passed by and saw you kicking about in your blood, and as you lay there in your blood I said to you, "Live!"
Sunday, April 18, 2010
pray for the loney family
Please pray for the family and friends of 2-yr-old Ethan Loney, who lost his battle to Neuroblastoma Cancer last week. Visit his blog here.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
prayer is power: casey
Please grab the Prayer is Power button on my sidebar. Click the button to post your requests and praises, {link welcome but not required} and please pray for those listed.
Do you have a story on how the power of prayer has affected your life? Email me at aliasblogger {at} yahoo.com.
This week's featured story is from Casey. She blogs at Ramblings of Casey, Ramblings of a Lymie, and Ramblings of a God's Girl. She was recently diagnosed with Lyme disease and the following is her story.
In 2008 while I was pregnant I became very ill after a trip to Arkansas. The end of my pregnancy was rough and spend on complete bed rest and in the hospital for 2 weeks before delivery. Once the baby was born instead of getting better like everyone thought I would I got worse. For the next two years I would go from doctor to doctor trying to find an answer. In November of 2009 I started praying for guidance in what I should do next. I decided to start researching lyme disease since a friend's son who went on vacation with us had similar symptoms and was diagnosed with lyme disease. I found that all of my symptoms went perfectly with lyme disease and I found a doctor that dealt with lyme disease. Prayer is what led me to this doctor and led me to a diagnosis. Once I went to the doctor and got the confirmation of lyme disease everything moved fast. We went from being fine in regards to finances to not knowing how we were going to pay for things. All we could do is pray and pray we did. We sent out several prayer requests to family and friends. In February things started happening and the only explanation is the power of prayer.
We started receiving donations from family and friends from church. A wonderful friend from church stepped up and said she would help watch our kids so Chris could go into work two days a week. Another friend from church set up meals and times for women from church to come help clean the house. These were things where we didn't know how we were going to manage and only by God's grace did things happen in the way they did. Money was still becoming an issue and I was about to be put on a new treatment that was going to cost us $800 a month.
One night we heard a knock on the door and two women asked if they could buy our car in the drive way. Now this car had not been working since November 2009 and here it was February 2010. We explained that there was something wrong with it but we didn't have the money to fix it and they looked at it and still wanted it. One of their husbands was a mechanic. So they offered $1400 for it which was trade in value. We took them up on their offer and got a copy of the identification cards and a point of sale. The money was real and in one night we sold our car and could help pay for my medical costs! All I can say is God knew our needs at that given moment, it is for him that those two women came to our door when they did. A few weeks later we found out that insurance was actually going to cover my medicine for 6 weeks so we didn't have to pay that $800 then and that money from the car could go to paying other medical bills. It was amazing and we were so blessed by God's grace.
These are just a few examples of how God has worked in our lives. Even before I got ill we would notice him doing things in our lives. I can't begin to describe how I feel though these past few months where I have really felt his love and protection. God truly will get you through anything and he does answer prayers.
Our God is an Awesome God! Please keep Casey in your prayers as she still has a long way to go! The following is a prayer request from her.
As most of you know I was diagnosed with Lyme disease back in January. Well, most people aren't aware of the controversy surrounding this diagnosis. I found out in the past couple of days that my lyme doctor is being investigated by the Texas Medical Board. I am really scared for him and all of his patients. Without these doctors lyme patients wont get better. If we could get prayers for him and that he wont have his license taking away, us lyme patients really need him. For safety reasons for him I can't give his name. Thank you for the prayers.
Thanks for sharing Casey!
Do you have a story on how the power of prayer has affected your life? Email me at aliasblogger {at} yahoo.com.
This week's featured story is from Casey. She blogs at Ramblings of Casey, Ramblings of a Lymie, and Ramblings of a God's Girl. She was recently diagnosed with Lyme disease and the following is her story.
In 2008 while I was pregnant I became very ill after a trip to Arkansas. The end of my pregnancy was rough and spend on complete bed rest and in the hospital for 2 weeks before delivery. Once the baby was born instead of getting better like everyone thought I would I got worse. For the next two years I would go from doctor to doctor trying to find an answer. In November of 2009 I started praying for guidance in what I should do next. I decided to start researching lyme disease since a friend's son who went on vacation with us had similar symptoms and was diagnosed with lyme disease. I found that all of my symptoms went perfectly with lyme disease and I found a doctor that dealt with lyme disease. Prayer is what led me to this doctor and led me to a diagnosis. Once I went to the doctor and got the confirmation of lyme disease everything moved fast. We went from being fine in regards to finances to not knowing how we were going to pay for things. All we could do is pray and pray we did. We sent out several prayer requests to family and friends. In February things started happening and the only explanation is the power of prayer.
We started receiving donations from family and friends from church. A wonderful friend from church stepped up and said she would help watch our kids so Chris could go into work two days a week. Another friend from church set up meals and times for women from church to come help clean the house. These were things where we didn't know how we were going to manage and only by God's grace did things happen in the way they did. Money was still becoming an issue and I was about to be put on a new treatment that was going to cost us $800 a month.
One night we heard a knock on the door and two women asked if they could buy our car in the drive way. Now this car had not been working since November 2009 and here it was February 2010. We explained that there was something wrong with it but we didn't have the money to fix it and they looked at it and still wanted it. One of their husbands was a mechanic. So they offered $1400 for it which was trade in value. We took them up on their offer and got a copy of the identification cards and a point of sale. The money was real and in one night we sold our car and could help pay for my medical costs! All I can say is God knew our needs at that given moment, it is for him that those two women came to our door when they did. A few weeks later we found out that insurance was actually going to cover my medicine for 6 weeks so we didn't have to pay that $800 then and that money from the car could go to paying other medical bills. It was amazing and we were so blessed by God's grace.
These are just a few examples of how God has worked in our lives. Even before I got ill we would notice him doing things in our lives. I can't begin to describe how I feel though these past few months where I have really felt his love and protection. God truly will get you through anything and he does answer prayers.
Our God is an Awesome God! Please keep Casey in your prayers as she still has a long way to go! The following is a prayer request from her.
As most of you know I was diagnosed with Lyme disease back in January. Well, most people aren't aware of the controversy surrounding this diagnosis. I found out in the past couple of days that my lyme doctor is being investigated by the Texas Medical Board. I am really scared for him and all of his patients. Without these doctors lyme patients wont get better. If we could get prayers for him and that he wont have his license taking away, us lyme patients really need him. For safety reasons for him I can't give his name. Thank you for the prayers.
Thanks for sharing Casey!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
prayer is power: a breather
I have a couple feature stories lined up for the coming weeks, if you have a story about how the power of prayer has affected your life, please email me at aliasblogger {at} yahoo.com.
For now.....
Take a step back.....
Just breathe.
Pray.
Jesus loves you!
Have a great week.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
prayer is power: kssnnikkel
Please grab the Prayer is Power button on my sidebar. Click the button to post your requests and praises, {link welcome but not required} and please pray for those listed.
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Please pray for Mrs. P @ A Little Pink in a World of Camo. She lost her husband this week. My heart aches for her and her baby who will never meet her daddy.
And please pray for Christy @ Just Thinkin' and her family as her future brother-in-law was just diagnosed with Guillain-Barre Syndrome.
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The following is a story shared by Lisa @ kssnnikkel on how the power of prayer has affected her friend's life.
I have a friend who worked 12+ hours a day as a nurse in a well known hospital in Little Rock. She was very active and always on the go. In April of '08 her legs got tired and with 5 to 6 weeks she was no longer able to work and walking with a walker.
She begin falling a lot and had loads of bruises to show for it. Her doctors did so many test I'm surprised that she hasn't turned into a human sponge!
She was told it could be lupus or lymes disease. She ask for prayer and I and many others added her to our prayer list at our churches. I even prayed she had lyme disease..I figured it was the lesser of the two evils.
She wasn't getting any answers and the drs. seemed to be dragging their feet so she went to the Cleveland clinic and had even more test ran. They also came up with nothing.
Still we prayed asking God to give the drs. wisdom to not only diagnose her but to help her have some relief. At this point she was in a wheelchair if she had to go any where and understandably so she was down in the dumps. She rarely rested, the meds they gave her didn't agree with her and she was just tired of the symptoms being treated and not knowing what was causing them.
I and I'm sure many others prayed daily for her and finally through her brother who contacted a dr. friend she was able to find a doctor who took even more test. Some of these test were very painful but he finally found out she had Muscular Dystrophy.
He started her on some shots that she has to give herself every day and is doing much better.
She had stopped driving in 2008 because of the weakness in her legs and when I talked to her Wednesday she told me she had started driving again. She is still using a cane but she has come so very far and I know without a doubt it was prayer that got her this far. It's a very powerful thing!
The following is a personal experience of Lisa's.
In Oct. 2004 I was going thru a divorce and had very little money. I ask God to just help me thru the rough parts. I knew He would get me what I needed.
Around late November we were getting freeze warnings and my house was not underpinned or the pipes insulated. There was a young man that come into the store I worked at and he said he would insulate them for $20. I said ok because I knew it would cost so much more if one burst! I was rushing from one job to another and ran in to my moms to leave the money for him. I told her to tell him to bring the change into the store and I would give him bills for it. I had rummaged around and came up with like a five dollar bill,a few ones and the rest was change. A lot of it was pennies!
So I'm rushing to get to work but I stop at the mailbox and there's a tiny envelope in there addressed to me in crayon. I open it and a little card has "We love You" wrote in red crayon with two twenty dollar bills tucked in it. To this day i don't know who sent me that money but I do know it came at the exact time I needed it.
Thanks so much for sharing Lisa!
Sometimes God helps us even when we don't ask for it.
Would you like to share your story on how the power of prayer has affected your life? Email me at aliasblogger {at} yahoo.com
God bless your week!
Please pray for Mrs. P @ A Little Pink in a World of Camo. She lost her husband this week. My heart aches for her and her baby who will never meet her daddy.
And please pray for Christy @ Just Thinkin' and her family as her future brother-in-law was just diagnosed with Guillain-Barre Syndrome.
The following is a story shared by Lisa @ kssnnikkel on how the power of prayer has affected her friend's life.
I have a friend who worked 12+ hours a day as a nurse in a well known hospital in Little Rock. She was very active and always on the go. In April of '08 her legs got tired and with 5 to 6 weeks she was no longer able to work and walking with a walker.
She begin falling a lot and had loads of bruises to show for it. Her doctors did so many test I'm surprised that she hasn't turned into a human sponge!
She was told it could be lupus or lymes disease. She ask for prayer and I and many others added her to our prayer list at our churches. I even prayed she had lyme disease..I figured it was the lesser of the two evils.
She wasn't getting any answers and the drs. seemed to be dragging their feet so she went to the Cleveland clinic and had even more test ran. They also came up with nothing.
Still we prayed asking God to give the drs. wisdom to not only diagnose her but to help her have some relief. At this point she was in a wheelchair if she had to go any where and understandably so she was down in the dumps. She rarely rested, the meds they gave her didn't agree with her and she was just tired of the symptoms being treated and not knowing what was causing them.
I and I'm sure many others prayed daily for her and finally through her brother who contacted a dr. friend she was able to find a doctor who took even more test. Some of these test were very painful but he finally found out she had Muscular Dystrophy.
He started her on some shots that she has to give herself every day and is doing much better.
She had stopped driving in 2008 because of the weakness in her legs and when I talked to her Wednesday she told me she had started driving again. She is still using a cane but she has come so very far and I know without a doubt it was prayer that got her this far. It's a very powerful thing!
The following is a personal experience of Lisa's.
In Oct. 2004 I was going thru a divorce and had very little money. I ask God to just help me thru the rough parts. I knew He would get me what I needed.
Around late November we were getting freeze warnings and my house was not underpinned or the pipes insulated. There was a young man that come into the store I worked at and he said he would insulate them for $20. I said ok because I knew it would cost so much more if one burst! I was rushing from one job to another and ran in to my moms to leave the money for him. I told her to tell him to bring the change into the store and I would give him bills for it. I had rummaged around and came up with like a five dollar bill,a few ones and the rest was change. A lot of it was pennies!
So I'm rushing to get to work but I stop at the mailbox and there's a tiny envelope in there addressed to me in crayon. I open it and a little card has "We love You" wrote in red crayon with two twenty dollar bills tucked in it. To this day i don't know who sent me that money but I do know it came at the exact time I needed it.
Thanks so much for sharing Lisa!
Sometimes God helps us even when we don't ask for it.
Would you like to share your story on how the power of prayer has affected your life? Email me at aliasblogger {at} yahoo.com
God bless your week!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
prayer is power: our story
Last week I told you I was going to make Prayer is Power a weekly post. I've been praying for God to show me how I can use this for Him. I want you to see the miracle of prayer, so each week there is going to be a featured blogger who shares how the power of prayer has affected his/her life.
If you would like to be featured, or know someone with a powerful story, please let me know.
Click the button below to post your requests and praises, {link welcome but not required} and grab the code on my sidebar to display the button on your blog.
The following is a post I wrote last year after getting Otter's normal EEG results.
Dear God~
I just heard the results. EEG NORMAL - FULL REMISSION. I am in awe of You. As tears of joy stream down my face, I fall to my knees and praise You for Your miracles. How can anyone not believe in You?
Do I know why You put this upon us in the first place? No I don't. Someday I plan on asking You face to face. What I do know... I am closer to You. I am closer to my son. I am closer to my husband. I am closer to my daughter. I've met people I never would have met. Is that why You did it? To save me? To save my marriage? It worked. You are the Ultimate Miracle Worker.
10 months ago, Otter was having seizures every day, sometimes up to 50. He was suffering. I was suffering. The EEG showed next to the worst there is. Seizure activity in his brain even when he wasn't having seizures. Our little boy was quickly slipping away from me, but I didn't lose faith. I knew You would bring us through...and You did.
I don't know what to say. I want to proclaim Your Miracle Work from the top of the world. You are The One. You are The Only. Thank You Lord. Thank You thank You thank You thank You. You saved him. You saved me. You saved our family. We will praise You forever and ever. You are always first in our lives. Thank you for letting us see who our little boy can be. We love You. Forever.AMEN!
God bless your week!
If you would like to be featured, or know someone with a powerful story, please let me know.
Click the button below to post your requests and praises, {link welcome but not required} and grab the code on my sidebar to display the button on your blog.
The following is a post I wrote last year after getting Otter's normal EEG results.
Dear God~I just heard the results. EEG NORMAL - FULL REMISSION. I am in awe of You. As tears of joy stream down my face, I fall to my knees and praise You for Your miracles. How can anyone not believe in You?
Do I know why You put this upon us in the first place? No I don't. Someday I plan on asking You face to face. What I do know... I am closer to You. I am closer to my son. I am closer to my husband. I am closer to my daughter. I've met people I never would have met. Is that why You did it? To save me? To save my marriage? It worked. You are the Ultimate Miracle Worker.
10 months ago, Otter was having seizures every day, sometimes up to 50. He was suffering. I was suffering. The EEG showed next to the worst there is. Seizure activity in his brain even when he wasn't having seizures. Our little boy was quickly slipping away from me, but I didn't lose faith. I knew You would bring us through...and You did.
I don't know what to say. I want to proclaim Your Miracle Work from the top of the world. You are The One. You are The Only. Thank You Lord. Thank You thank You thank You thank You. You saved him. You saved me. You saved our family. We will praise You forever and ever. You are always first in our lives. Thank you for letting us see who our little boy can be. We love You. Forever.AMEN!
God bless your week!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
prayer is power
I wasn't planning on this being a weekly thing, but I've decided it's important and also a big part of my life.
Ya see, lately I haven't been putting God first. In fact, I haven't been putting him second either. Or third.
I'm not a proud person, but I'm not humble either.
This week, I'm praying for God to humble me. Put others before myself.
I don't want to read my Bible and pray just because I'm afraid of the consequences if I don't.
I want to read His word and pray because I WANT to, because I CRAVE it, because I DESIRE it, because I NEED it. Ya know, the way I feel about blogging.
I'm placing a Prayer Request button on my sidebar. Please click on it and enter your requests and praises into the mcklinky. You can add a post link if you wish but it's not required. I will start a new one each month.
Grab the button and place it on your site as well! Watch the Power of Prayer in action.
Keep me accountable in my walk with the Lord, and let me help you keep yourself accountable.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. ~Phillipians 4:6
God bless!
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