Against All Odds

Tell us about a situation where you’d hoped against all hope, where the odds were completely stacked against you, yet you triumphed. Be sure to describe your situation in full detail. Tell us all about your triumph in all its glory.

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A time where all the odds were completely stacked against me, but I triumphed in the end.  Hmm.  There was one time that really jumps out at me. I guess you could say that I triumphed, but I believe that God is the one who triumphed in my situation.  The date was August 2, 1981. That was the day that I was  born. You see, I was born with a birth defect called Spina Bifida. It is a neural tube defect. I have a type called myelomeningocele.  So, not only was my spinal column not completely formed, but my spinal cord and meninges (the tissues covering the spinal cord) were sticking out of my back. In 1981, there was no way to tell if you were carrying a baby with Spina Bifida, or any other kind of neural tube defect. So, when I was born, it was a complete shock to my mom.

Back in those days, the standard way to dealing with Spina Bifida, was not to close the child’s back, put them in a home, and let them die. I am lucky that my mom chose not to do that. I believe that God spoke into her heart to fight for me, and she listened. So my first surgery was when I was less than a day old. My back was closed, but Mom was told that I would never walk, never talk, never think for myself, and be a vegetable for my entire life.  A few weeks after my birth, I developed a condition known as hydrocephalus- which is the build up of spinal fluid on the brain. So, I had a shunt implanted at that point. A shunt is a tube that move spinal fluid off the brain and into the abdominal cavity.  After I had that, I was allowed to go home to my mom and older brother. I have a biological father too, but I don’t have anything to do with Bill. I’m completely okay with that since I have a wonderful dad who, I believe, God picked out just to be my dad!

Contrary to what the doctors predicted in 1981, I walked for sixteen years, until I had surgery to take care of the tethering in my spinal cord. There was a lot of nerve damage caused in the course of the surgery and subsequent complications, that ended up with me being in a wheelchair. While I have had chronic pain for years, I do live on my own (with the help of my caregiver during the day) with my cat, a run a daily email prayer ministry, and I’ve taken college classes towards a Psychology degree. I am a freelance writer and editor- and am working on my first novel, ‘A Miner Prince’.

Some days are more difficult than others and I still have my medical struggles. That translates to; ‘I spend a considerable amount of time in the refiner’s fire’. I feel very, very, very blessed that God has put so much time and energy in  to me. I am absolutely convinced that He has a plan for my life, and part of His plan is for me to be disabled, have Rheumatoid Arthritis, and be a chronic pain patient. Some days I do not like that plan, but He knows better than I do what He is going to do with me in my circumstances.

That being said, I can’t say that I have been the one to triumph against all odds, but God has used me as a vehicle to tell people about Him and share my story with them.

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It’s been a while

Hi everybody! I know it’s been a while since I last wrote, I had some things come up, and I’ve been distracted for a while.

In early December, I was out with my mom for dinner and to go watch the music, I ended up breaking my leg in two places and have been laid up for a while. I hope that I won’t be like this for much longer, as they said there is a possibility that I will only have to wear the huge immobilizer on my leg for another four weeks.

This evening, some women from church came over to where I live and sing Christmas carols outside my window. I can’t go out right now so it was really nice to have them at the window singing the Christmas carols.

Having them come over even if I could not go outside was really nice. I’ve always enjoyed Christmas carols and having them sing them this time was no exception.

Even with my late being and pain today, and having a really rough night last night, I was still able to enjoy the songs. I feel so blessed that God put it on their hearts to come visit me tonight. I found out a week or so ago that this was planned and I’ve been so excited ever since; I certainly was not disappointed!

I go back to see my orthopedic surgeon on the 20th and hopefully, I will not have to wear this big, bulky immobilizer all the time. I hope that they will be able to put me in something smaller and that I will be able to get around easier. One of the fractures is right below my knee, so I have to keep my knee straight all the time. I’ve never realized before how much easier it was for me to get around before this happened.

I have always been a believer that when something like this happens it is because I am either supposed to learn something from it or minister to someone else. If I am supposed to learn something from this, I would have preferred that God teach me in a less painful manner. Who knows though, maybe he didn’t try but I didn’t listen. I can be stubborn when I want to so that would not surprise me one bit. I just hope that whatever it is I’m supposed to learn from this, I’ve learned so that I don’t have to do it again.

That is all that I can think of for now, but I hope that I will be able to write more often like I was doing. I hope that everyone had a good Christmas and you will all have a good 2014.

I will talk to you again soon,

Erin

PS: I read this post with my Dragon dictating software. I got it for Christmas, and it’s made this so much easier!

Things Have Been a Little Out of My Control This Month…

I’ve not posted in a good bit, but I am feeling well enough again to explain to you all why I haven’t been here. The short story, is that I’ve been in the hospital. I ended up with an infection called Urosepsis.That is a life threatening situation. I am so thankful that my caregiver is as attentive as she is. She realized that something was wrong with me, after talking to my mom about a message I’d left on her phone really early that morning. My parents came over to see how bad I was when my caregiver told them I needed to go tot he hospital. I ended up being transported by ambulance.

I don’t remember a whole lot about the specific events of that morning, but I did end up in the emergency room. I remember that the doctor I got stuck with (the one who was on call when I was wheeled in), was a bit……out of touch with what was going on. At times I felt like he didn’t really understand what has happening with me. I was down there from 10-ish in the morning until midnight. I was sick enough not to remember things very clearly or at all, so the time frame may be a bit off. Once I got some fluids, antibiotics, and pain meds in me- I was better able to keep up with the happenings around me. i was also told that I have a condition called Costochondritis too.  I’ve had those symptoms for awhile, but not a name to put with them. Now I do. That doesn’t make it less painful for me, and the Aspercreme the ER doc recommended for it is an absolute joke.

I just wanted to let anyone who is interested and reading this that i am home and resting comfortably. I’m still on antibiotics, but those will be finished early next week. My spirits remain good, and I just feel really lucky. I had Kenya there and she saved my life. Of that I am sure, and I could never thank her enough for just the simple act of checking on me more thoroughly when something seemed off. She is a true woman of God and that is why I love her like a sister. After all, she is my sister in Christ. And for that, I am most thankful.

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This is the greeting I got from my furbaby when I arrived home  This is why I love her. And this is why she’s named Sunshine. No matter how crappy I feel, or what I am going through, she brings sunshine into my life.

Until next time,

Erin

Daily Prompt: Seven Wonders

Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be?

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God. Beauty. Peace. Nature. Blessing.  Joy. Happiness.

I took this picture today. All seven words are represented in this picture…to me.  This lake is close to where I live, and it is so beautiful! My friend and I took a walk down there this afternoon and fed the ducks. Being down there was so peaceful and I felt the presence of God there. The feeling of joy and happiness I felt just being in the presence of the ducks, spending time with my friend, and just feeling the breeze in my hair, the smell of the water and freshly cut grass was such a peaceful and happy experience for me. It was a wonderful afternoon, and I feel so blessed that I got to experience it with someone that I love like a sister.