Wow what a crazy 5 days it has been. And in those last 5 days I only thought I was gonna die 74 times. Not too bad. Thursday and Friday I was having some major stomach pains. I just though it was like I had ate 7 burritos from Taco Bell and just super gaseous. But nope it wasn't. The pains were at their worst on Friday evening. Whilst driving down from Duck Creek I stopped to "take a breather" and I had this cool idea to pray that I make it safely down, it was dark and lots of deer, and to let the pain go away or at least not be as bad. I got back in my car to make it to Cedar City, where my original plan at Duck Creek was to get to the ER. But as soon as I got to cedar the pain was tolerable. I figured I was only 45 minutes from home and could handle it a little longer. And that I did. I felt sore Saturday and decided a few dozen episodes on Netflix wouldn't kill me. But that went away at about 10pm Saturday. Sunday I felt like I was going to die. I toughed it out for work, yes I went to work-I called in sick Friday when I couldn't even move. I couldn't call in Monday morning too!!! But as soon as my shift was done we drove to the hospital. There I received some amazing medicine and the prognosis of Ulcers. We were certain it was kidney stones. The doc said that with my symptoms he thought I had them too and maybe passed one on Friday. Well Monday I drive up to cedar to watch a softball game and ended up staying the night at my "adopted family's" home-former YSA bishop. Nothing worked not drugs or anything so at 5am I crawled up stairs and asked for a blessing. I'm sure that's what he wanted to do at 5am but I'm sure glad I pushed aside the little dignity I had and asked for one. Wow, the power of a priesthood blessing is something I'll never be able to get over. A few hours later Pop! I birthed a boulder. Oh sweet nibblets I felt so much better and even slept for a few hours uninterrupted! First time in a week. Wahoo! I'm still not feelin like a million dollars, maybe like a stripper $20 but it's better than nothing.
I guess what I'm trying to share is that this last week my testimony of prayer and power of the priesthood has grown immensely. "Trials make the strong" and this one has strengthened me beyond measure. To go from tossing, turning, curling up in a ball, all sorts of sloughing just to ease the pain a little, to have what feels like a side ache. I couldn't be more thankful to have the priesthood around me wherever I go. And to have the strength to kneel down and pray to my Heavenly Father, even on a mountain road next to mile marker 13-which I find funny cause it's my lucky number. I just can't thank my Heavenly Father enough or the worthy priesthood holders in my life. I definitely wouldn't mind not having Kidney Stones again, but maybe this humbling lesson can happen again.
A pic of my boulder. It's ugly and I never want them again!
-Peace and Love,
MelFlo
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