Friday, August 20, 2010

Leaping on the Clouds

We homeschool. It is inevitable that 30 seconds after I say, "Okay, kids let's take a short recess," they are up to something like this. They can change clothes faster than a speeding bullet.

Remember that morning when I saw myself in the mirror? Well, this picture is something similar to the way I was feeling. Shortly after, Bob and I hopped in the van to drive to the hospital for my MRI and neurology appointment. Okay, maybe Bob hopped in. I sort of slid in, helping my right leg along. But in my spirit, I was leaping on the clouds! It was all the Lord's doing. He was the one who had been drawing me to Him through all of this, and He was the one who gave me the faith to believe Him. It's just all about Him. Oh, Lord, I don't ever want to try to do anything without You!

Remember the last MRI I had? If not,You can read about it here. Today, nothing could make me nervous about it. Neither could I stop and think about what my doctor might say. I spent the entire trip either reading my current book on healing (with both my eyes) or looking out the window, dreaming about the day that my view would once again be normal. I had to hold the book about 5 inches from my face, but I didn't care! Nothing could wipe my grin away that day.
The MRI was a breeze. If you ever have to have one, thoracic spine is the way to go. No head cage, no thousand pound weight on your chest. With that behind me, Bob and I sat in the car waiting to go in to the doctor's office. Have I ever mentioned how I love that guy? Bob, not the doctor. I don't want to get too sappy, but I'm pretty thankful for him. Before we went in, he prayed. He said, "Lord, no matter what the doctor says today, we are praising you for Rachelle's healing." It kind of reminded me of the prayer in "Facing the Giants." Before a football game, they would pray, "Lord, if we win, we're gonna praise You, and if we lose, we're still gonna praise You."

I like my neurologist. He is a nice little man. I will call him Dr. Nice. Original, huh? Dr. Nice came in and asked me how I was doing. "Great!" Big smile on my face. "I have alot more energy." Dr. Nice thought that was good, but he frowned at my eye. "My eye is actually improving!" Sceptical look from Dr. Nice. Big smile from me. "Really, it is! See, I can look at you if I get closer. Watch this!" Dr. Nice smiled sadly at the poor little weird girl with false hopes about her eye. This did not make the weird girl stop smiling, because she had a special secret.

Dr. Nice said that I only had one lesion! Still smiling. He said it was a demyelinating lesion like one would see in a Multiple Sclerosis patient. He told me that although he could not diagnose me with MS with only one lesion, that this was very possibly the onset of the disease. Still smiling and nodding. Dr. Nice said that I had damage to my central nervous system that can sometimes be permanent. He told me to prepare myself to forever have some degree of double vision. Still smiling. Dr. Nice was probably wondering at this point if I was even listening to him. He asked me if I would like to visit the Mayo Clinic for a second opinion. I liked the opinion I was getting from God, so I said, "Thank you, but I don't feel the need for that right now."

And so, I will be seeing Dr. Nice again in October. He wants to see another MRI of my brain (waah) to check on the lesion and look for any new ones. I'm actually looking forward to it. I'd like to tell him about how God healed me and why my brain looks so pretty now. Because I know it does. By the way, weeks later, I needed a copy of my chart and test results for something, and I read through Dr. Nice's notes. Pretty sneaky. He referred to me as "pleasant" and not as "slap-happy and delusional", which I thought was really nice of him. He earned his name. 

Another fun part of this day was calling my family and friends and telling them the good news that Dr. Nice did not tell me I was dying! It's so fun to rejoice with people who have been praying for you. If you are one of those people, thank you from the bottom of my flooded heart. 

And now, I would like to encourage you to enter my giveaway if you have not. You still have until Saturday morning. Come's fun!

I have more to tell you later! I am still praying for you. I know that God wants to show you how much He loves you in ways that are meaningful and real to you. "I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power,together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God" (Ephesians 3:16-19).


  1. I laughed out loud at this post. H

  2. WOOT! This is A W E S O M E! Your God Joy is wonderful! I am amazed. I have had two 90min claustrophobic-face-smashing-caged-I-wanna-scream MRIs...and dense me realized praying during them is the only way to go.
    Now go get on your Super-Rachelle costume and jump on the furniture!

  3. That looks just about how your kids looked last night when they walked into the kitchen...

  4. First of all, that picture of Sam and Sara is classic! Makes me really miss you guys! Second, praise the Lord for his provision! Nathan and I continue to pray for continued healing because we serve THE ALLMIGHTY and He is in the business of providing for his children! Love you!


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