A WEE PEEK – “…A couple of days later, I had the strength to stand and head through to the bathrooms on my own. When I caught sight of the way I looked, I wept. I had been ill before the operation and now, I was down to about 8.5 stone. I looked knackered, skinny and the view of my new colostomy bag took me by surprise…”
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The Total Colectomy Operation
PERSONAL TESTIMONY SERIES
With all having been said and done, it was time to go in for my first Total Colectomy operation to remove my entire large intestine and make way for a colostomy bag. I was as ready as I could be, so after an epidural and the customary count down from ten, I fell asleep to go through surgery. When I woke up, I felt like I’d been beaten black and blue by six guys and as I starting to come around, I realized that I was in quite a bit of pain. Really bad actually and I had to admit, I just assumed that this was normal, however little did I know, that my epidural had failed and I’d woken up in almost full surgical pain. I’ve never felt pain like it.
A couple of days later, I had the strength to stand and head through to the bathrooms on my own. When I caught sight of the way I looked, I wept. I had been ill before the operation and now, I was down to about 8.5 stone. I looked knackered, skinny and the view of my new colostomy bag took me by surprise. The next couple of days were rough, however, the more I was reminded that this large bowel would have been cancerous in the future, reassured me that I’d made the right decision. I wasn’t out of the woods by any means, but at least it was done.
A few weeks later I had the opportunity to go to a big week-long Christian conference in Scotland called Clan Gathering. I hadn’t fully recovered however the pastors, doctors and even my work boss had advised me to go and get a big change of scene. I really needed it. I just needed to be around Christian brothers and sisters, worship music and sermons, each and every day, to come as close as I could to God. The week was its usual great self and I really enjoyed myself but, it was a Christian conference and people were being given words of prophecy and complete healing.
At the time, I was just glad to be feeling better but inevitably, the question rolled around in my mind, why am I not being healed? It was a little troubling but as I said, I was just glad to be feeling better. One evening though, I went to listen to a sermon and this pastor had been through some pretty hard times of illness, so I was keen to hear his take. In the end, he called anyone forward for prayer for a word, some counseling or to be healed of their illness. When he made the call to come forward, I stayed in my seat and watched others go up. I couldn’t understand it, I felt no urge within myself to go forward which was very strange.
I sat there and it became clear, that all those encouragements from God, about me going through this, rather than around it rang home true. He was doing a work in me, so the only question I had was, Lord will you heal me at some point? Just then, I caught the fact that the pastor was speaking and he gave a word saying ‘it’s not your time yet.’ Sometimes you do wonder was this God or was it not, but when you’re in a serious situation, there are times when God speaks to you so clearly through another, making a great impact. My healing did come, albeit after 4 years, but God did exactly what he said he’d do and the eventual healing was amazing.
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