You don’t realize how scary something can be until it happens to you. This summer it happened to me. Four months ago, I noticed a little hard ball in my lower stomach. I thought it was strange, but it didn’t hurt. I thought I was just bloated so I ignored it. As time progressed, I noticed it got bigger and I was not able to suck in my stomach at all. Three months later I was lying down with my mom, and by this time the ball was noticeable. She touched my stomach and quickly got worried, and she sent me to the clinic to get it checked. They ran some test and X-RAY’s. Once the results got back, they told me that they didn’t find anything. This was in the middle of us moving; less than a week till Texas.
After three days of being in Texas, I woke up one morning with extremely sharp pain. I was quickly taken to the ER and had a CAT scan done. They told me that I had a very large mass that appeared to be over my left ovary, but they couldn’t distinguish what it was: cyst or a tumor. I was prescribed pain medicine and suggested I see an OB/GYN to then get surgery ASAP. I had trips planned for Phoenix and Mexico that was already paid for and did not want to get scared or worried, I just did a lot of praying that everything would be okay. The first week in Phoenix, I did have pain, but it wasn’t going to stop me from enjoying time with my family that I don’t get to see often. My cousin was kind to take me to her OB/GYN. The doctor confirmed that what I had was a tumor. The next day I had another ultrasound taken and again it was confirmed that it was a tumor that appeared to be on my left ovary. The day after I got home from Mexico, and after the appointment I had here in Texas, I had horrible stomach aches, and it was not where the pain was last time. I would throw up everything that I would eat or drink including medicine pills. The following day, my dad talked to my OB/GYN, and went ahead and admitted me into the hospital and my surgery was scheduled for a Thursday. I continued to feel lots of pain. I was attached to many machines. Wednesday evening my parents noticed that I was sweating. They called several nurses many times to come check my temperature, it was 105. There were several nurses in the room all doing different stuff on me, it was scary because having a high temperature can lead to an infection. I ended up having emergency surgery Wednesday night instead of Thursday morning. Surgery went great. They opened my stomach vertically, 6 and a half inches long. Removed my left ovary, and the tumor that grew from it, which was about 12 pounds!!! Also, the reason that I was having so much pain was because my appendix was being pushed against, it was also removed. I was in the hospital for 5 days.
This experience has been a crazy one. I’m happy I went through it; I was able to see and feel the unconditional love from so many people. I wouldn’t wish the pain I went through upon anyone, but I’m grateful to have witnessed God in everyone that was there for me. I had so many people trust in God to protect me. It was beautiful. I did a lot of praying myself and God surely listened. Everything at His time.
Today marks 5 weeks since my surgery and I am doing good. I am able to walk better. My incision has closed up, but it still hurts to use my abdominal muscles.
I am really blessed to be where I am. It was difficult at the beginning to accept all of it, but it all changes with the perspective that you have. Albert Einstein once said, “There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.”
I saw the helping hand of God in all the nurses that took care of me, the love of God in every hug that my family gave me, God gave me hope, and I saw the kindness and true love of God in my sister who spent days and nights with me. There are so many things that God does in mysterious ways. You just have to find them.
Jennifer Baker – Writer, unaparalleled love