For several years, my daughter suffered a serious medical crisis for which traditional medical treatment offered no relief. She suffered severe stomach pain that was occasionally accompanied by vomiting, pain in her shins, and/or hot spells and required me to routinely carry her back and forth to the Memphis Children’s Clinic and, at any random time, to LeBonheur Children’s Hospital (the downtown and Germantown locations). She was prescribed Miralax for what doctors concluded was essentially constipation, though my daughter complained of excruciating pain when her stool was loose.
I requested an endoscopy (placement of a camera into the stomach). It did not reveal any issues other than the fact that my daughter’s stool was in fact compacted. I pointed out to the doctors the possibility that because she was compacted there could have been something there that they could not see, however. I had only been instructed to not allow her to eat or drink any thing for eight hours prior to the procedure, not to clean her out prior to.
Notwithstanding, for fear of my daughter’s life, I declined subsequent instructions to give her eight (8) 17-gram capfuls of Miralax in a single day for a “flush out” during a subsequent appointment, though I did follow the advice of the pharmacist who filled her prescription, and gave her up to two 17-gram capfuls daily, which really sent her running. After seeing how the two capfuls affected my daughter, I’m glad that I followed the pharmacist’s instructions and my own good judgment. After endeavored methods did not provide lasting relief, I requested an ultra-sound, which, according to doctors, did not reveal anything that could have been causing my daughter’s symptoms.
I conducted a bit of independent research into what could have possibly been wrong with my daughter. I Googled her symptoms and entered them into the Web MDs symptom checker and other similar sites. I came up with a list of ailments that included everything from intestinal obstruction to leukemia. I even reached out to doctors who offered online consultation before learning that they all required forthwith payment that I did not have at the time. It was extremely difficult carrying my daughter back and forth to the doctor due to my unemployment at that time, and it is challenging now, considering that I no longer have a car (though I’m working on getting another one).
…Finally, we got a referral to a new Baptist children’s hospital in Memphis. I was really leery of this facility, to be honest, because neither of the other hospitals where I’d carried my daughter had helped her. They had rather prescribed treatments that only exacerbated my daughter’s condition; and the referral to the new Baptist children’s hospital was by her then primary care physician at the Memphis Children’s Clinic…
Prior to carrying my daughter to Baptist, I had made a decision a few weeks prior to stop giving her Miralax after she complained that it was burning her stomach. I’d rushed her to the hospital when she complained that the Miralax was burning her stomach, and I was in disbelief when, instead of the doctors seconding my decision to take her off Miralax, they prescribed increasing her dosage from two to five 17-gram capfuls per day for three days. Needless to say, I refused this… My daughter had too unsuccessfully been prescribed Laxtulose, Magnesium Sulfate, and Ranitadine…
Shortly after my daughter was examined at the Baptist hospital—with no medical treatment provided (though powdered fiber was prescribed)— she stopped complaining of stomach pain, which she was experiencing on the date of her appointment. I decided to ask her if her stomach was still hurting and she said that it was not.
My daughter was pain-free for several weeks after complaining that her stomach hurt nearly every single day for several years and after repetitive medical intervention was not helping. Simply entering the Baptist hospital seemed to have accomplished this, which is nothing short of a miracle.
I explained this to Lebonheur Children’s Medical Center during a visit some time afterwards when my daughter’s symptoms returned (though never to the prior extent). A doctor at Lebonheur who saw my daughter told her that she would pray for her, and my daughter said that her stomach stopped hurting.
I’d additionally incremented fruit and vegetables in my daughter’s diet juxtapose giving her apple and other fruit juices, though, like everyone else in the house, she doesn’t consume fruit and vegetables every day.
I eventually began purchasing and giving my daughter fiber gummies, though initially leery because once when she was a small child she’d found and eaten a half a bottle of fiber gummies that I’d purchased for her and my son. Thankfully, my daughter has never again overeaten fiber gummies…
The gummies helped to a certain extent, though my daughter was still having issues with her stomach. I began a perpetual prayer for my daughter to be healed, while continuing to spend money I didn’t have to get her back and forth to the hospital and to purchase supplements and everything else that I thought would help her.
We moved earlier this year, and the new school to which my daughter is assigned is a significant distance from our residence; and there are no school buses at all that carry children to and from this school, though many children live a significant distance from it. We walked to the school one day prior to commencement of the school year, and when we were walking back home, my daughter said, “Mom, call someone to come and get us.” There was no one I could call, however. We took our time and eventually made it back home. I became especially concerned when my daughter started crying and complaining of her head hurting because of the heat and nearly fainted during a subsequent incident while walking home from her school. A driver stopped and offered us a ride home when she saw me struggling to hold her up.
I contacted MATA in Memphis to see if there was a bus that stops near my daughter’s school, and was initially told that there was not. I begged the MATA customer service representative to please try to come up with something after explaining our situation. She put me on hold and returned with good news.
There was a stop not far from the school or a lot closer than our home, though we’d still have to walk a while to get to her school. I was afraid to allow my daughter to ever try walking from her school again.
My Son’s Role in my Daughter’s Healing or in Showing that She Had Been Healed
I and my son took a bus to his pre-college physical at the health department. When the bus let us off near our home, we decided to walk to her school, since it was time for the school’s dismissal. By the time we arrived, however, we had missed the bus that would have taken us home.
My daughter was forced to walk. When we got closer to our home, my son began walking ahead of us to get home faster. My daughter ran behind him and made it all the way home without incidence.
I am happy to report that my daughter no longer complains of routine stomach pain or headaches or being hot. She can walk all the way to and from her school without getting headaches or fainting. She no longer has to take fiber gummies or anything else to regularly use the restroom.
I began thinking of my own supernatural healing experience when I was baptized. I’d had female issues that caused my menstrual to stop for about seven years. The only way that I could have a period during that time was to take Provera, and when it was out of my system, my periods would stop again.
On the day that I was baptized, I began to experience severe pain all over my body, which I learned retrospectively was pre-menstrual syndrome. When I went to use the restroom the next morning, my clothes were soiled with blood, and I have had regular periods over 90…+% of the time since my baptism, without medical intervention.
In fact, I’m experiencing my miracle right now. It goes without saying that I’m really a fixed Jesus fan since my healing experience about 24 years ago now.
I thought about how my daughter stopped hurting after several years of routine pain after simply entering a Baptist hospital, which, notably, has religious symbols throughout the facility, and how my daughter stopped hurting again when her symptoms returned, after a physician at LeBonheur subsequently told her that she would pray for her (and apparently she did)… I pondered how powerful it would be if the healing power of Christ was recognized and invoked at all hospitals, or at least those with Christian origins, and there should be a hospital with Christian origins for both adults and children that is accessible to everyone on the planet.
Prayer committees could pray for the sick at each hospital, and they could pray specifically for those requesting and/or welcoming prayer.
Baptismal pools could additionally be placed in hospitals, all of which should too have chapels. The primary reason for this is that, due to corruption or bad experiences that people have had in churches or at the hands of people who call themselves Christians, many people like me have stopped attending and/or are experiencing difficulty finding a trustworthy church home…
One should be capable of acquiring prayer, baptism/salvation and possible divine healing at their local medical facility if they cannot find a church that they’d care to join.