My legs were heavy as
lead. My body felt as if it had weights
attached to every muscle group.
Breathing became more and more of an effort. It was not my first time experiencing these
symptoms, and I knew it was time to get to the ER due to a myasthenia gravis
flare-up, yet I was the only one at home.
I began calling different friends who lived near me, but every single
call went to voicemail. My husband was
miles away in Ohio performing a funeral for his dear aunt. I thought to myself, should I call an
ambulance? I didn't want to! I prayed
one more time and thought of my 16-year-old son, just down the road, working at
Zaxby's. I called his manager and told
her I was having a medical emergency and needed my son to take me to the nearby
ER. I bumped my way down the stairs in a
sitting position, one step at a time.
Joey quickly made it home and helped me into the car, and delivered me
safe and sound to the ER. I assured him he
could leave me to the professionals, and get himself back to work.
It wasn't long before I
was in a room receiving my IVIG treatments.
Many were praying that this would be effectual to my healing or going
back into remission.
A week later I was back in
bed with muscle weakness, then back to the ER to try a plasmapheresis (plasma
exchange) treatment at the recommendation of my neurologist.
The following is what I
wrote in a previous blog:
"After 16 years of
living with myasthenia gravis (an autoimmune disease), I long for physical
healing. This last hospital stay was for five days of plasmapheresis (plasma
exchange). Polluted antibodies were removed, and replaced with fresh plasma. I
picture the Holy Spirit coming in and removing my sin and replacing it with
more of Himself. May I long more for the
table He sets before me. The wine representing His cleansing blood, cleansing
mine. The bread His body, broken for me, that I might be whole. By His stripes, I am healed, in this life or
the next!"
I felt much better after
the plasmapheresis. I began to enjoy the
beauty of a made bed again! Those with a
chronic illness know what a privilege it is to get up and make the bed, rather
than spend the day in it.
My friends, I continue to
learn more and more about "walking by faith and not by sight." I feel my mind and body are being renewed yet
I don't always see it. I continue to
experience "unmade bed" days.
Days where walking to the restroom seems like climbing Mt. Everest, only
much warmer :)
I want to SEE my body
strong, and my bed made, every day.
Please pray I will find joy in walking by FAITH instead.
"While we are
waiting, God is working." (Pastor Michael Youssef)
What about you? Are you willing to stand on God's promises
and "walk by faith, not by sight?”
Cheryl Lutz is
passionate to teach women how to tear down strongholds and find freedom in
Christ. A pastor’s wife for twenty-five years, Cheryl possesses a vibrant love
for teaching the Word of God. She is the founder of Securely Held, LLC, where
she works as a trained and experienced lay counselor and speaker.
You may contact Cheryl
through her blog at:www.securelyheld.com
On Facebook:
www.facebook.com/securelyheld
Twitter: @clutz40
Email:
clutz40@gmail.com
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