I want to be totally serious for a while. Yes I am capable of doing this sometimes. Not often, so you’re in for a real treat! I’ve had something heavy on my mind for a long time now and have chosen not to burden people too much with my problems. But my family needs prayer now, and even though I have a plethora of amazing, loving, genuine friends that have given me more than my fair share of time in their talks with God, I need to ask for just a little bit more.
Lisa does not look chronically ill. She’s not emaciated or bald or in a wheelchair. But looks can be deceiving, and the truth is that my daughter has a chronic illness called Ulcerative Colitis. This is an inflammation of the intestines and is classified as an autoimmune disorder, where the body is attacking itself. It causes everything from an almost constant need to use the bathroom, to joint pain, to exhaustion, and more. And that’s not all. The medication she is taking sometimes causes nausea, headaches, irritability, more joint pain, and exhaustion. Not a great compromise, huh? But it’s the best we can do for now.
We have tried several medications, herbal supplements, doctors, and naturopaths. We have been on the low carb diet, the no carb diet, the no sugar diet, the eat-only-air diet, and so far, nothing has helped. And the saddest fact is that we’ve been told that in rare cases, nothing will.
Here’s something crazy. I wish I worried about my daughter not being liked at school. I wish I worried about her falling and breaking her arm. I wish I worried about her self- esteem and boys being mean to her. These things would be a relief. Because what keeps me awake at night is worrying that my daughter will not be able to stand through graduation or her wedding ceremony without having to run to the restroom. Or worse, that my daughter will have her intestines removed and have to live the rest of her life with a colostomy bag. Will a prom dress cover one of those? Will any boy take a girl with one to the prom in the first place? I don’t know. But even worse still is the fact that constant inflammation can lead to cancer. Have you read the statistics on colon cancer? I have.
I have spent so long crying, praying, doling out meds, and cooking air, and I’m tired. I think Lisa is too. Our next step is possibly trying to get her to an IBS specialist in Seattle Washington. We’ve heard she’s really good. Though I am afraid to get my hopes up after so many broken promises and false testimonials, we are choosing to hold on to this thread of hope offered 1,800 miles away if we can get her there.
So please just pray, and ask others to pray as well. Ask your friends, your neighbors, other church members, whoever. Because I really want her better. They deem this disease as incurable, but I know that label applies to nothing because I know a Healer that can cure anything. And it would mean a lot if you could bring it to Him on Lisa’s behalf.
Thank you.
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