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With all tests negative for infection, the gastroenterologist group of doctors agreed that John may have some kind of colitis. We now had the possibility of a diagnosis – a name to put to John’s illness. It had been a whole month and and now, June 21, 2018, we were finally at this point! We were now going to learn a lot about the different types of colitis there are. Romans 5:3 “And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;” I was learning just how much this tribulation would teach me patience. Not only did I learn patience with God’s plan in progress but patience toward my husband’s illness!

John was in the hospital for over two weeks at this point.  They began a prednisone regimen through IV and that produced results within a day! Oh the joy my heart felt when I saw my beloved having some relief! John’s abdomen began to soften and decrease in size, the intestines were calming down, his stool was no longer watery but was now similar to pudding, and he was feeling better! Praise the Lord! \o/ His bottom was hurting less….the anti inflammatory medication helped tremendously to reduce the ongoing diarrhea he was experiencing.  Joy filled my heart, the Lord heard my plea! I could not wait to share this wonderful news with family and friends who rejoiced along with me. Psalm 5:11; But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice: let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee. I kept in touch with family through a group message on Messenger (and friends through texting) and would update them almost daily of his progress. All of our siblings live in various states so modern technology was a good way to keep everyone abreast.

After three extremely long weeks in the hospital, John was finally released to go home on June 26, 2018! He was to continue the prednisone by mouth. As much as this is a great drug, we quickly learned that it also has some nasty side effects. John became very agitated and angry and his personality changed almost overnight. It was peculiar that it did not happen with the IV prednisone while he was in the hospital but only with this pill form. Little things in our day-to-day lives seemed to upset him. He misinterpreted so many things I said – I felt as though I was walking on eggshells so as not to upset him.  I kept remembering Galatians 6:9 “And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.” Oh how I prayed that I would not grow weary in caring for John. It’s easy to care for someone who is loving and appreciative. It’s quite another thing when that person is cranky and mean. As they say, “Love conquers all!” John and I have been together since 1968 and it was this love that sustained me. This and, of course, the love of Christ!

As if the side effects weren’t enough, the prednisone stopped working and the diarrhea had returned full force. From what I understood, had this been true colitis, this prednisone regimen would be working. Now I had a husband who was not only angry all the time but his symptoms had returned. ***Sigh*** Once again, this roller coaster ride took me into a downward spiral. Like Habakkuk, I cried to the Lord: Habakkuk 1:2a “O LORD, how long shall I cry, and thou wilt not hear!”

I found myself pleading with the Lord for His healing touch upon my husband’s body.  As Moses pleaded with God on behalf of his sister Miriam, I pleaded with God on behalf of John: Numbers 12:13; And Moses cried unto the LORD, saying, Heal her now, O God, I beseech thee. But I also knew that His ways are not my ways and His plans are not my plans. I was coming boldly before the Throne of Grace (Hebrews 4:16) but I knew that the Lord’s will needed to be done as this the only way that would have a perfect outcome. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 “In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” So here I was thanking Him for this trial and begging the Lord to teach me through this.

On July 2, John met with his Primary Care Physician and the doctor took one look at him and said “You do not look well”! He wanted him to go back to the hospital but John refused. Understandably, he had reached his limit!  After spending three weeks in the hospital he just did not want to go back. Unfortunately, that would prove to be a mistake. 

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