So, back to Olathe Medical Center and my local doctor. They didn’t really offer any immediate treatment either.

Somewhat in shock but wanting to believe “this was not happening to me”, I tried to maintain my daily routine the best I could. The next day I went to work and told my manager the results. I have been working at my job since 1994 and with the same manager since 2000, so this was like telling my family. We cried and prayed, then I went back to work. I had been praying with him for his mother who was already going through some medical problems.

Many times, during the years, I have thought of leaving my job, but that is when someone lets me know how much I am appreciated or will come in needing prayer. So I have stayed. Now this, I thought, how can I prayer for others and be the inspiration I felt I was suppose to be with all of this going on inside of me? That was when I remember the story of Paul’s “thorn in the flesh”. This is not about me, it is about the Lord and Him getting the glory. And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh… For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And He said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. II Corinthians 12:7-9.  

As I prayed and worked each day I felt it important to informed my co-workers of my situation. I was not wanting pity or special treatment, but wanted them to understand why I may not always be so energetic. Some cried, I tried to make light of the situation, we exchanged hugs and I told them “I just wanted you to know in case you saw me staring off in space, you could tell me to get back to work. Or if I am stumbling and moving slow it is not because I have taken up drinking.” We got a laugh from it and went back to work. I am glad for their watchfulness and concern. They are a blessing. TYL