Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Life, Lessons, and Blessings

     Hello friends!  It has been an eventful week and it's barely Tuesday!  There is SO much going on around me and with me that it makes my head spin even trying to keep track of it all.  I feel like Jude--I start to write intending to write about one thing and then God takes it another direction and what I've been meaning/wanting to write about and share takes the back burner.  One of these days it WILL make it to the forefront, but I don't think today is that day....you'll just have to keep coming back. :)

     Life that happened this week: Our PCD family lost a member to complications from lung transplant yesterday.  Barbie received a second lease on life last April and for 8 of the last 10 months, she got to breathe easy and have lungs that weren't affected by PCD.  One of my closer friends in the PCD group, Rebecca, was really close with her.  This hits extra close to home as Rebecca is on the transplant waiting list for her 2nd chance at life without PCD lungs.  Transplant in and of itself is terrifying and then to watch someone you love die due to complications from the life saving surgery is a hard pill to swallow.  Anytime we lose someone in our little family, we grieve, we get angry, we have questions and doubts, and we all wonder "Is that going to be me?" How old was she? How soon did she get diagnosed? What was the severity of her PCD? All these and a million other questions, on top of the normal grief of losing a friend.  She's the second PCD pal to die in a matter of months.  Another PCD pal was desensitized to an antibiotic and then it backfired and she ended up in septic shock (infection in her entire body) and almost died several weeks ago.  Another close friend is literally fighting for her life on 6 different IV antibiotics to combat two nasty bugs that are super antibiotic resistant--if this doesn't work she is out of options.  The stark reality of PCD hits Jord and I hard some days...this life is difficult and full of sorrow and suffering and tomorrow is promised to no one.  If my vision stayed there, I would quickly spiral into a disastrous mess of emotions...BUT GOD...those two words are so incredibly precious.  We were dead in our transgressions and sin...But God who is rich in mercy...my eyes MUST come off of the circumstances and storms raging around me and be lifted up to the One who holds the stars and is holding me--and all my PCD pals so very close today.  I don't know how I would survive this thing called PCD without the hope Jesus gives me!  I wouldn't be here if it were not for Jesus protecting me through my first psychosis that was from complications related to treating a fungal infection in my lungs.

     I know that beyond a shadow of a doubt...the memory is so vibrantly implanted in my brain...I was sleeping with my Mom because Jordan was starting a new job and I couldn't be left alone.  I remember waking up from a fitful sleep and knowing that my Dad's guns were at the corner of the bed.  Everything in me wanted to pick them up and start shooting--but there was a voice screaming in my head repeatedly, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!!  There is no other way to explain it than a supernatural restraint literally keeping me from doing what every fiber in my being wanted to do.  I firmly believe that was the Holy Spirit protecting me from doing something horrifying.  The next morning, I shared that with my family, who shared that with my psychiatrist, who immediately changed one of my medications (it was an anti-depressant and if you get the wrong one it can make suicidal stuff way worse), and I continued to get better and come out of the first psychosis. (You can read the whole story in the link on the left hand side of the blog under "Psychosis defined")

     The point is, PCD varies in each individual and everyone of us brings our own set of genes and other family complications to the table.  Some people have no problems having kids--some of us have had to do IVF and some of us have chosen not to have kids so that the focus can be on keeping ourselves as healthy as possible.  Some of us have multiple diseases on top of PCD that make things even more interesting and many of us have allergies to and complications to treatment.  Our bodies are extra fragile because of all the constant stress they are under and as the disease progresses, it only gets harder to treat.  BUT GOD--but there is hope because of Jesus! One Day I will have a heavenly body that works perfectly because of His work on the cross!  I will be able to breathe easy and never run out of energy!  More importantly, I won't have to deal with sin anymore!!!  O what glorious Days await those of us who have placed our faith and trust in Jesus!!!!!

     Something that was awesome that happened over the weekend was that my blog helped someone in a very real way!  A friend of a friend of a friend posted that she had taken prednisone and couldn't sleep and was scared...the friend of a friend remembered reading my blog post about psychosis and we all ended up getting in touch and helping the girl who needed help, get the RIGHT help in time, so that she didn't have to experience the extent of what I went through.  It's so incredible to see such  wonderful direct fruit from sharing my life with others--not only on the blog but to know that God really IS using my experiences in life to help others--it's simply amazing!!!!  There have been so many times where it has been so difficult to reconcile Psychosis with what I thought life should look like because it truly changed me in so many ways--physically and mentally.  I'm still on sleep meds and may have to be on them for the rest of my life.  I would like to get off of them eventually, but I've learned to be content and come to terms that it really is OK to be on psych meds...even with the stigma in our culture, and especially some of the Christian circles.  Medicine is NOT the answer to our pain or suffering--Jesus is--but He has given us medication to help us and used correctly, can be a very good tool.

     The more connected you are to people in this world, the more suffering and sorrow you will see.  This planet is under the curse of sin and groans with us for That Day when Jesus will make everything right.  Although there is much suffering, there is also much to be thankful for and there are so many beautiful things to see and do and be a part of in this journey called life!  First and foremost, Jesus died on the cross and absorbed God's wrath in my place and yours so that we might spend eternity in heaven free from sin!  Secondly, he's given me an incredible husband that loves me and treasures me the way Christ does the church.  Thirdly, he's given me an amazing family and friends that pray for me, love me, encourage me, and help me through the dark days and celebrate the good days.  Although God has not give me my own children, He has placed so many precious little lives around me that I get to pour into and love on and be a "Spiritual Mom" to....and when I'm sick or tired, I can give them back and I don't have any of the bills--really is the best of both worlds!!!!  My horse, my dogs, the home we live in, the job God has provided for Jord, health insurance--the list can just keep going!  If you are struggling with depression start your own "I am thankful for" list today...get up, get out of bed, get dressed, and as Joni Earekson Tada says, "Find someone who is worse off than you and go serve them."

     For a mini health update--the Cipro is working to fight the infection, but I'm also having an allergic reaction to it.  Not the psychosis, thankfully, but itching from the inside out.  I'm now on two different 24 hour allergy medications to counteract that effect, to hopefully enable me to finish the course of Cipro at HOME.  Thanks for praying for that!

     I hope you will join me in counting your blessings today my friends!  Life is hard and difficult things will happen and surround us, but even in the darkest of times, there is HOPE, and there is ALWAYS something to be thankful for!

"Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, in EVERYTHING give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you." 
~1 Thessalonians 5:16-18~     

In the Love of the Lamb,
Rachelle 


How I rolled to appointments and grocery shopping yesterday! If you have to wear a mask, it might as well be cute! :) 

Puppies begging for attention!



Roxy decided "Waddles jr" needed some extra "loving"...she is bored and needs some exercise!


Friday, February 17, 2017

Never say Never!

     What a week it has been!  As I said in my last post, God has been doing a lot in my heart...and that was before He stretched me further than I ever thought I could go.  After my first Psychosis and then trying one of the medications and starting to go into Psychosis again in 2012, I said, (and I quote) "I'm NEVER taking Fluroquinolones (a certain family of drugs) again, unless I'm dying, and even then, I might just decide to go to heaven because I'd rather do that then go into another psychosis."  Many of you know of the decision Jord and I had to walk through this week--my bacteria that I'm colonized with was only susceptible to 4 antibiotics so my choice was:

1) Take Cipro (a Fluroquinolone and sister drug to Levaquin, that spun me up) at home as it's an oral antibiotic and have a plan in place to up my sleep meds if needed. (Super scary option in my brain! I was an emotional basket case just thinking about this option!)

2) Take one of three IV antibiotics that I knew I WOULD react to, but it's "only" itching from the inside out but I can be desensitized (basically you trick your body into thinking your not allergic to it) in the ICU and then hospitalized for the remainder of the course, so that would be 14+ days in the hospital.  I preferred this option--majorly.  

     My doctor patiently explained her overarching reason for trying Cipro--a powerful drug that would enable me to stay home and I *might* have a reaction versus going through the desensitization process which gets more dangerous every time you do it....one of my PCD friends actually just had the process backfire on her and she went septic and almost died two weeks ago.  I told my doc that I WANTED to trust her--to which she replied, "I don't expect you to trust me--that's something I have to earn and we are going to walk through this together."  She's an incredible doc who cares deeply about her patients--I've only seen her 3 times now, but she is compassionate and REALLY listens, but also passionate about the treatment option she thinks will be best, but ultimately leaves the decision up to you as "you are a rational thinking adult, and it's your choice."  Wow! She has been who I have been praying for--and the best part of it all--she's a BELIEVER!!!!!  We agreed that I would go home and talk to Jordan and call her with our decision in the morning.

     I was so against taking Cipro that I had packed my bags and was ready to be admitted for desensitization and a 14 day stay.  I got home and Jord and I had a LONG conversation about the pros and cons of both and about my fears and anxiety surrounding Cipro.  He helped me rationally look at the situation--we DON'T know if it would cause the same reaction and why not try something that would enable me to stay home?  We called my Psychiatrist and got his instructions for how to up my sleep meds if we noticed any changes, called the lung doc the next morning with the green light, then my sister picked me up and took me to see my horse (priorities!), get my prescription, and then dropped me off at my dear friend, Shirley's house.  She is one of my closest friends and has been a nurse for many years so I felt so much comfort and assurance with taking the first dose and then hanging out with her.  

Buddy always makes me smile, no matter how crummy I'm feeling!

I put Hunter up on him, and he laid down on him just like I used to do when I first got him. <3

Cheese!

Buddy is such an incredible horse!!!

     And guess what?? So far, so good.  I have taken 2 doses and got plenty of sleep last night!  Yesterday morning, God "bombarded" me with "do not fear" messages from different sources.  My Joni Earekson Tada daily devotional title was "Fearlessness".  Another friend shared a testimony on facebook of a friend of hers that was miraculously cured of cancer, but in the beginning of the video she shared how afraid she was and how many times the Bible tells us to not fear. (Which reminded me of the movie, Facing the Giants, and what one coach tells another about the Bible telling us "Do not be afraid" over 365 times--once for every day of the year!) Then, Jord's grandma sent me a video message on facebook and the link to a MacArthur sermon on a "Conquering and Courageous Faith".  That was LOUD and CLEAR God!  I had a choice--was I going to obey, stepping out in faith, trusting God, my husband, and the doctors He has placed around me to fight this infection, or was I going to sin and choose fear and be irrational?  It's a LOT easier said than done--going to bed last night was hard as that was when the initial reaction with my second time of taking Levaquin happened so it took me a bit to fall asleep, but once I did I slept pretty soundly.  I had worship music playing all night, so anytime I did wake up, I was reassured with God's promises and was able to go right back to sleep.  This morning, I am SO grateful that I followed the Spirit's leading and not my own fears because I am at HOME with my hubby and puppies and have a viable treatment option.  Yes--there are still risks--the medication could build up and there are some other serious side effects to watch for, but ultimately, my trust is in God, who made heaven and earth and KNOWS every single cell in my body and exactly what I need, when I need it.  So...the moral of the story is, never say never...especially because God will more than likely take you to that "never" place and stretch you far beyond the end of yourself so that you learn to depend on HIM and not on yourself, as Paul was reminded in 2 Corinthians 1:

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in ANY affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.  For just as the sufferings of Christ are ours in abundance, so also our comfort is abundant through Christ.  But if we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; or if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which is effective in the patient enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer; and our hope for you is firmly grounded, knowing that as you are sharers of our sufferings, so also you are sharers of our comfort.  For we do not want you to be unaware, brethren, of our affliction which came to us in Asia, that we were burdened excessively, beyond our strength, so that we DESPAIRED EVEN OF LIFE; INDEED WE HAD THE SENTENCE OF DEATH WITHIN OURSELVES SO THAT WE WOULD NOT TRUST IN OURSELVES, BUT IN GOD WHO RAISES THE DEAD; who delivered us from so great a peril of death, and will deliver us, He on who we have set our HOPE. 

2 Corinthians 1:3-10

     So, next time you think, "never", just remember, that may be EXACTLY where God takes you!  Thank you to all of you who have been and will continue to pray for us--and show us so much love and care and support in the midst of difficult days.  I see the ENT that will be doing my surgery on Tuesday to get more info on that, so I will keep you all posted.  Have a great weekend!

In His Mighty Grip,
Rachelle :) 


Sunday, February 12, 2017

Burden or Blessing?

     The Lord has been showing me a lot lately--realizations of things I've been doing for years and the sweet grace of confession and repentance as I earnestly try to follow God's will and plan for my life, instead of my own.  My Grandma found a bunch of poems I had written when I was a teenager right after I got saved.  A lot of them, I had copies to but one entitled "Burden or Blessing?" escaped until the other day when Grandma unburied it.  I wrote it a mere four months before Jord and I met...a little explanation is required--My Papa died of Melanoma skin cancer in September of 1999.  Eight months after he died, my Grandma, Mom, Aunt Dawn, and then myself at 16, had early Melanoma's taken off.  Years later, a different dermatopathologist (someone who reads the biopsies) said he didn't think it was "quite" Melanoma but it was moving in that direction.  So here's the poem from my 18 year old self:

Burden or Blessing?

I was numb…those weren’t the right words…
Cancer, cancer, cancer…
I’m only 16…
What about the rest of my life? 
Will I find someone to love me,
Knowing there’s a possibility of losing me??
Can I still have kids?
Will they be afflicted?
Lord, this burden is heavy,
How can I go on?
What if it comes back?

Questions raging through my head,
Several years later, and still,
It’s haunting…always there…
No matter what…
Can it, will it ever go away??!!

People around me…
…find a cure…
You’ll be fine…
You’re an amazing young lady…

Turning the pages of life,
I realize that this burden just might be a blessing…
The sky always seems a bit more blue…
Or it’s simply that only I know,
That this body of mine isn’t invincible,
Moments spent with family,
Are spent loving every minute,
For you never know,
What lies around the corner…

The burden of wondering and questions,
Begins to give way to determination…
Then a passion as YOU decide…
Decide that instead of carrying a burden,
You’re going to do something about it!
Learn everything you can…
Enjoy every moment,
Research and find the cure…
So many lives touched…

The burden made you stronger,
It’s now your mission for life,
A burden no longer a burden,
But a blessing, sent from above,
Testing and making a heart of gold…
A burden now a blessed gift from God. 

Rachelle Thomas April 2002

When I read that first stanza, I got chills and immediately started crying.  Jord chose to marry me even though he KNEW we would probably never have children and that there were multiple health issues that could at some point take my life at a "young" age.  In December of 2010 I was 12 hours away from dying according to the Psychiatrist that saved my life--I was 26 then.  It's hard to explain to others who don't have a chronic illness that we don't talk about these things to be morbid, but there is a stark reality to the fact that this body of mine is disintegrating much faster than I would like, especially with all the medication reactions.  However we cling to the hope of these verses:

"Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day.  For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18

I just had to schedule my 5th sinus surgery and out of all 30 plus surgeries they are by far the worst--it's scheduled for March 15th.  I'm on oral antibiotics to try and help me limp along until the surgery as they are raging out of control and "feeding" my lungs.  Nausea has been almost constant so I was taking a nausea med--the only one I could take and I ended up having an adverse rxn and wasn't sleeping well and was not focusing and basically was at the beginning stages of psychosis--a very scary place for both of us.  I stopped the med and I got a solid 9 hours of sleep last night, which is a huge praise!  Jord didn't get much sleep as he watched me to make sure I slept most of the night--please be praying for him and for both of us as this surgery/hospitalization approaches.  

My emotions have been all over the map and this poem encouraged my soul so much--it's funny how my 18 year old self is encouraging my almost 33 year old self--it's usually the other way around--wishing we could write our younger selves some wisdom, but my 18 year old self is reminding me of the HOPE that we have in Jesus and that ALL things work together for good!  Not necessarily how we want it to work out, but God uses all of our burdens to sanctify us and make us more like Himself.  So let me encourage you to remember:

Trials and burdens of this life are often blessings in disguise--God has a purpose for every single nanosecond of your suffering!

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to His great mercy has caused us to be born again to a living HOPE through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to obtain an inheritance which is imperishable and undefiled and will not fade away, RESERVED IN HEAVE FOR YOU, who are protected by the power of God through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time.  In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials, so that the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold which is perishable, even though tested by fire, may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelations of Jesus Christ; and though you have not seen Him, you love Him, and though you do not see Him now, but believe in Him, you greatly rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory, obtaining as the outcome of your faith the salvation of your souls.
1 Peter 1:3-9

I hope you are all encouraged as I was by my 18 year old self...it has been a rough couple of weeks and it was exactly the reminder I needed.  I love how God works.  Here are lots of pictures of Jordan and I to enjoy...in light of Valentine's Day coming up I cannot tell you how incredibly blessed I am by this man!!!  His love for Jesus, his love for me, his love for others pours out of his heart and soul--he "tries" to hide it but the secret is out that he is a giant teddy bear that loves me as Christ loves the church--I cannot imagine my life without him and I'm so grateful God answered the longing of my heart to find someone to love me, knowing there is a higher chance of losing me and never having our own children.  It takes a truly selfless person to do that--he truly is my priceless gift from above!

This song by Steven Curtis Chapman, Together, sums up our relationship so well!

Enjoy the pictures!
Rachelle :D