Hi everyone,
I’ve been meaning to write this for some time now, as so many of you have reached out with your kind words and prayers. It’s not easy to put everything into words, but I feel it’s important to share my story, not just as an update, but also as a way to connect with others who may be navigating similar challenges. Over the past month, I’ve faced some serious health hurdles, and while the journey has been incredibly tough, it has also taught me a lot about resilience, the power of community, and the importance of self-care. Through it all, my faith in God has been my anchor, giving me strength and hope when I needed it most.
The Scary Beginning
It all started when I noticed swelling and discomfort in my leg. At first, I brushed it off, thinking it might be something minor, like overuse or muscle strain. But as the days went on, the pain became more intense, and I started to feel an unusual heaviness in my chest. Breathing became labored, and I felt a fatigue that went beyond anything I had experienced before. Eventually, I decided to seek medical help—and I’m so thankful I did.
After a series of tests, and multiple trips to the ER, I was diagnosed with deep vein thrombosis (DVT) and pulmonary embolisms (PE). For those unfamiliar, DVT is a blood clot that typically forms in the legs, while a pulmonary embolism occurs when a clot travels to the lungs after going through your heart. The combination is life-threatening and requires immediate medical attention. Looking back, I realize how crucial it was to act quickly. Ignoring the symptoms could have had devastating consequences. Through it all, I clung to my faith, praying for strength and trusting that God was in control, even in the uncertainty.
Treatment and Hospitalization
The diagnosis was terrifying. I found myself in the hospital, surrounded by medical professionals explaining the severity of my condition. The immediate focus was on breaking down the clots and stabilizing my health. I was placed on blood thinners and underwent treatments to reduce the risk of further complications. The physical toll was one thing, but the emotional impact was just as profound. Lying on that hospital bed, I couldn’t help but think about everything I still wanted to do and all the people I wanted to be here for.
Through this time, I leaned heavily on my faith. I prayed constantly, asking God for healing and guidance. I found great comfort in reading Scripture, particularly passages like Isaiah 41:10: "So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." These words reminded me that I was never alone, even in my weakest moments.
The Ongoing Challenges: Breathing Issues and Chronic Fatigue
While I’m grateful to be out of immediate danger, the journey doesn’t end there. My lungs were significantly affected by the embolisms, and I’m now dealing with lingering breathing issues. Activities that once felt simple—like walking up a flight of stairs or carrying groceries—can leave me gasping for air. It’s a daily reminder of what my body has been through and the adjustments I need to make moving forward.
The chronic fatigue has been another major hurdle. It’s not the kind of tiredness that a good night’s sleep can fix. It’s a deep, all-encompassing exhaustion that makes even small tasks feel monumental. There are days when I struggle to get out of bed, and it’s hard not to feel frustrated. But in these moments, I remind myself of 2 Corinthians 12:9: "But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.'" Even when I feel drained, I know that God’s strength sustains me.
Learning to Adapt
One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned through this experience is the importance of listening to my body. For so long, I’ve been in the habit of pushing through discomfort or ignoring signs that I needed rest. But now, I’ve come to realize that rest isn’t a sign of weakness—it’s an essential part of healing.
I’ve also started working closely with my medical team to develop a long-term care plan. This includes a focus on building strength and endurance at a pace that’s safe for me. It’s a slow process, but every small victory feels like a step in the right direction. Whether it’s walking a little further than I could the day before or having a day with slightly more energy, these moments remind me that progress is possible. And through it all, I continue to trust that God is guiding my path.
Emotional Impact
Beyond the physical challenges, the emotional impact of this experience has been profound. Facing a life-threatening condition has a way of putting everything into a different perspective. I’ve found myself reflecting on what truly matters—my faith, my family, my friends, and the simple joys of everyday life.
I also desperately wanted to lean on my church community, hoping to find comfort in prayer and the encouragement of fellow believers. Needing to Know that I am being lifted up in prayer by those people could have been a source of immense strength. For some reason, no contact. This goes to show you that your strength needs to come from above and not from man. Don’t get me wrong, those that love me, made themselves known. Others that said that they did, left me alone, without a single communication effort, how sad.
Finding a New Normal
As I navigate this new chapter, I’m focused on finding a “new normal.” Life may not look the same as it did before, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be fulfilling. I’ve started exploring activities that align with my current abilities. These practices will not only help with my physical recovery but also provide a sense of calm and balance.
I’ve also been reading and learning more about DVT and PE to better understand my condition and how to manage it. But above all, I’m leaning into my faith more than ever, knowing that God has a purpose in everything I’ve gone through.
Looking Ahead
While the road ahead is uncertain, I’m determined to keep moving forward. There will be good days and bad days, but I’m learning to celebrate the progress and be gentle with myself when things feel hard. Recovery is not linear, and that’s okay.
I also hope to use this experience as an opportunity to raise awareness about DVT and PE. These conditions are more common than many people realize, and early detection can make all the difference.
Final Thoughts
To everyone who has followed my journey, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Your support and prayers have been a source of strength and comfort during one of the most challenging times of my life. If sharing my story can help even one person feel less alone or encourage someone to seek medical care when they need it, then it’s worth it.
I trust that God is still writing my story, and I am grateful for each new day He gives me. No matter what lies ahead, I know that He is with me, guiding me through every step.
With love and gratitude,