Hi Guys,
I don’t know where to start. But this piece
of good news certainly needs to be shared.
At first, I was feeling ashamed and it took
a big courage out of me to write this post. I hope by sharing this testimony,
all my readers’ faith will be strengthened. I am myself witness the power of
healing. The power of prayer which endlessly, without fail, support me in
times again and again.
God is good, all the time!
Epilogue
The story began from 6 months ago, as per
usual, I did my health screening annually and this time round, I was told to do
more in-depth screening such as breast ultrasound. And of course ,as a good
patient, I followed what’s my doctor advice. And the screening was done well and smooth…
When the burden come
2 weeks later, when the result is out, everything
was perfectly normal.
As usual, no sign of hypertension, diabetes, or any other
significant diseases, even my BMI and body fat is normal. Everything was
normal, thanks to my exercise routine I'm completely proud of it. I am a happy person until the doctor broke the news….
.
.
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There is a lump on my right breast, near
areola. It was very small lump, only 3 X 4 X 5
mm but it’s there and persistent. The doctor explained, we don’t know whether it’s a lump or cyst,
whether it’s normal or abnormal, whether it’s dangerous or malignant, whether
it could develop into cancer or tumour. But what we know is, there is a risk. A risk to develop to become cancerous.
So immediately, the doctor suggested me to
do day surgery in her clinic next week (either lumpectomy or biopsy
procedures, I didn't really pay attention to her). I was scared. She assured me that everything’s gonna be okay
but need to be operated as soon as possible before its spreads out but I was
like, heck! I just received this piece of bad news, no time to digest or to
update my family, and yet she asked me to make decision to do the surgery right
away!?
“I need some time to clear my mind, doc, I can’t decide now. “That’s
what I replied.
So off I went home, with a burden in my
heart. My heart is so heavy and weary. I didn’t know what to do. So I prayed.
With a burden heart, I went for second opinion;
this time round I went to breast specialist, Dr Chuwa at Gleneagles. I read
review of her expertise in the internet and I knew I will be in a good hand.
Well side track a bit, I prefer to have woman's doctor rather than man's doctor in this type of situation. Like woman's gynae is more comfortable than man's gynae, are you on the same page like me?
OK, back to the specialist....so...
I still remember clearly, on Saturday
morning, I went in to the specialist's office and take my shirt off, time to do ultrasound
again. She did the ultrasound to me and yes! I could tell that she’s really
trying hard to find that lump, roll up and down using the transducer, for
almost a minute or two. And no! She can find that lump! Again, feeling
discouraged for the second time, the lump is confirmed there.
L
But she assured me
there’s nothing to be alarmed. Maybe it’s just a water lump or solid lump.
Again same thing, she wouldn’t know what is exactly that thing until we can do
biopsy. But since it’s so small so she suggested me not to worry and see the
development in the next 6 months.
Waiting time
So every day of my 6 months waiting was smooth
sailing. Work. Study. Exercise. Have fun. And occasionally pray.
Deep in my heart, I was telling to myself, I've been thru hell (like c-section delivery or confinement thingy) .I pulled thru. I survived. so this thing is like a piece of cake for me. The burden more to the financial problem, I supposed...
I've even
prepared the insurance form, just in case if I need to do surgery, I can claim
back the surgery fee from the insurance company. But ultimately, I’ve come to a terms that,
I will surrender to God in whatever circumstances that will happen. Everything
surrenders to God.
The time is approaching. I’m counting the
day.
2 weeks prior to that, my mom came from
Jakarta to support me morally. Even my family and friends from church were
praying for me. Plus lots of prayers from my mom’s church, too. I am so touched
by this kind of prayer support. So many prayers and encouragement's text on my phone now, really appreciate that....
Moreover, as per suggestion from one of the
sisters in Christ, we both were taking Holy Communion with a read from the bible’s
scripture. I am a very good planner so I picked the bible verse which related
to the healing. 7 days, 7 bible verses. Jesus healed the sick; Jesus healed the women with bleeding for
12 years, Jesus healed the paralyzed people, and lots of lots scriptures we
read it together. Not only had we prayed for the complete healing, we also, have
asked for a soft heart, a surrender heart to God alone. Oh ya, we also prayed for
peace, for strength, for assurance, that whatever happens, it will be happened
according to His plan, and indeed we know that His plan is beautifully made for
us, His children.
The side effect of Holy Communion is bring
us closer to each other, and of course, bring us peace, bring us love, bring us
an assurance that God is always be with us. He will never forsake us. What a
good side effect, have we! J
The day when I know the result.
Last saturday, we took the last communion
early in the morning before we go to the hospital for the second
check-up.
Honestly speaking, I felt peace throughout the cab journey, no worry,
no weary.
I believe that was Jesus who touched my heart and take away my worry.
My appointment is at 915am but we reached
there around 840am. The registration was pretty smooth but the waiting time was
sooo long. Normally, in this kind of situation, every minute of waiting was
like torturing to me, but that day, I felt peace. We are waiting patiently, again, no worry, no weary.
I believe that’s God presence inside me.
For the first time in six months, here I
go, again, taking my shirt off again to be examined. Before that, I heard the
doctor is talking to my mom in Mandarin, asking about my mom’s past history
about breast lump. My mom did a lumpectomy when she was in early twenties once.
And then one more time, another operation when she was in her forties. Both
lumps are solid and better to be operated quickly so seeing her situation last time,
well, I can say, I have a brave mom, indeed! J
Okay, so the doctor using transducer up and
down, applying the gel, again up and down, left and right, seeing the monitor,
and found nothing.
.....
No more lump! Nothing! It’s gone! It’s completely disappeared!
Hallelujah!
And then she moved to my left breast and again to check using
transducer. And she found nothing.
Hallelujah!
So yeay! The doctor said the lump is
completely disappeared! Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
We all rejoice! This is the tear of joy!
The end of consultation, the doctor explained to us sometime the
lump could be appeared and disappeared depends on the hormone/ lifestyle/ due
to stress. But in my case, the lump might be something like a water/ fats retention
due to imbalance hormone. True enough, when I looked back, I did the ultrasound
5 days before my period (-_-“) So girl, now you know why it’s not encouraged to
do ultrasound before or during period. Or now you know why a week before period come we
always tend to feel moody, lazy, bloated, cramps, and feel so uncomfortable. or PMS in the scientific's terms.
Ok back to the topic, so once again, the doctor said, that the lump has disappeared completely so nothing to be
worry about.
I think the best part about it, is that the doctor, herself, was the one who assured my mom that everything is fine.
Soon enough, I saw the tears of joy in her
eyes! In my mom’s eyes!
Our prayer has been answered! He healed me! He makes my
lump disappeared! Hallelujah! Thank you, Jesus.
Aftermath
The next thing, the doctor said that we can
do a follow up ultrasound 6- 12 months from now to see how is going to be so
I’ll come back in the 6 months’ time! With a joyful heart!
Special Thanks.
I’m amazed by God’s grace, He not only gives me peace and surrender heart but He granted my wish, He healed me completely. J
Thanks to God, for your complete healing.
Thanks to my friends and family who
give me prayer support. And especially thanks to my mom, who came here to give
me support mentally and spiritually.
She benefited from our 1-week Holy
Communion the most. And not to forget, we both prayed to give thanks in the end
of the day.
We both promised will share this healing
testimony to the people out there. So that’s where I decided to write this
post, this healing testimony. The power of God. The power of prayer. The power
of faith.
Sometime when I heard the testimonies in
the church, I was like, yeah, I believe that, that’s awesome, but that healing is only
for them, not for me.
But now, after I encountered all of this drama *ahem* I
know that indeed, the healing is for all of us, who believe in Him. Who cling
into Him.
Jesus healed me for a purpose. And this is
His purpose. He healed me so that I can be a living testimony, to share this
good news to outreach the people out there.
Yep and the goodness of God not
only be consumed by us, Christians, but also, goodness of God is to be shared
to other people, too, especially to lost sheep out there.
Thanks for reading, everyone. God bless you.
-Deb-
