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Day 4: Healing, Spica Cast’s, A-Levels & Surgery No. 7

Hi, another daily post filled with stories from my a2 a-level year! Hope you can find comfort from reading this as God has comforted me! Healing As I said before, there was a point in my life were I was completely obsessed with being fixed. For a doctor to find a cure and take all my pain and suffering away; I was fixated on the idea that God had to heal me and if He didn’t then He must not love me. But looking back now I can see that God has healed me, now don’t get me wrong, I still have EDS and in fact right now I’m going through one of the hardest times of my entire life, however whilst I may not be healed physically, I am healed spiritually and to be honest that is really all that matters. God has healed me, He has saved my life, He has saved me from death because Jesus has taken the punishment of my sin upon himself. I am saved by grace and to be honest I would rather be healed in this way than in any other way. I absolutely love this verse; ‘But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ – by grace you have been saved.’ Ephesians 2:4-5.  IMG_3487 Every time I read these verses I am in complete awe and filled with such thankfulness. I do not deserve to be healed, to be saved, yet because of Jesus I am; I’m set free from the death sentence of sin and can live alive with Jesus all because of God’s amazing grace! Therefore, my healed heart is filled with thankfulness, it doesn’t matter to me whether I live the rest of my life with Ehlers-Danlos syndrome or whether someday I am healed physically from my illness, because whatever is God’s plan for me will be perfect. It truly is amazing, my prayers have been answered from long ago, God has given me healing, He has healed my heart. Don’t get me wrong, someday’s are completely awful, at times the pain is so unbearable that I can’t focus on anything else, being awake at night because of the pain is certainly not pleasant, nor is relocating my own joints, or falling over or fainting in public for lots of people to see. There is sickness, days were I can’t barely eat; some days the exhaustion is so bad it doesn’t matter how much I sleep and the horrible feelings in my legs which I can’t even describe, the fact my circulation is so bad that I can’t feel hot or cold from my knees down to my toes doesn’t help this either. Neither does the many hospital appointments in this country where I don’t get treated very well by medical staff, it’s such a shame that their lack of knowledge on a rare illness turns into blaming me for what I go through. But through this all, even during such bad days like this, I can still smile with comfort in knowing that God is near, that God is my refuge and strength and will always be by my side carrying me through the pain, through the sleepless nights, through the surgeries and whatever else I may face in my life. A-Levels, Spica Casts & Surgery No. 7  At the beginning of my a2 year, as I mentioned yesterday I spent a month in hospital and had 2 operations. However, these two surgeries were again unsuccessful and I ended up having surgery no. 7 in April 2011 and spent 7 months in a “Spica Cast” for those who don’t know what this is, here is a picture of me receiving my a-level results with my cast on;

Here it is difficult to see but this was an extremely uncomfortable cast, there was a cast around my body which attached sticks from my body to both my arms. This was heavy and incredibly hard to sleep in, sometimes I had to go through doors sideways and the amount of stares I got was unreal (although I must admit I did look ridiculous!!). As a result of this I could not move my arms at all and was back to relying on people for everything only this time with a few added difficulties, the main one being that I couldn’t write for my final a-level exams. Consequently I had to dictate my exams and had to study by simply reading, which was something that I really struggled with in the beginning, particularly due to the fact that my exams where all essay based. Although God answered my prayers and blessed me through this time and thankfully I still managed to get the a-level results I needed to study law at Queens University Belfast. Thankfully I became accustomed to this way of living, along with the fact that I had to get clothes especially made for me to accommodate my cast; and therefore as time went by I became more confident and didn’t really care how different I looked when I was out in public. Sometimes I did get frustrated though with the constant stares and questions, especially since it wasn’t the easiest to explain why. However, God taught me that I could use the cast, the staring and questions from strangers as a good thing. I soon learnt that it was a great opportunity and conversation starter to tell people how God was working in my life. Individuals would frequently ask me, “how do you cope with having that cast on all the time?” and I could honestly reply that alone I would be a complete and utter mess but thankfully I have my almighty Saviour right by my side, my strength to cope with that cast was from the Lord…IMG_3313 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQan9L3yXjc I hope you enjoy listening to this song with such beautiful words! With love, Carla xxx


One thought on “Day 4: Healing, Spica Cast’s, A-Levels & Surgery No. 7

  1. A lot of strength in that song. Thank you for sharing that and your testimony. I can’t even begin to understand your journey with this disease but you are definitely giving God the glory. Praise to Him for the transforming power in you and the blessing you are being to others.

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