Hope
Art by Millie Paulk, member of The Young Artists of Newnan & Coweta County
The word "hope" can be used in many ways. It can be a feeling of trust, or a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. For me, it's all of those things.
As most of you know, I've been recovering from a major surgery since October of 2021. It has been a slow process filled with ups and downs, and a ton of tears. For 6 years, I was unable to eat without pain in my epigastric area. I thought I'd never heal and be able to eat normally. I received my nutrition through a feeding tube for a small amount of time.. that did not work. We tried everything and no medication nor doctor could help. I became discouraged and prayed to God he'd take the pain away. I suffered with anxiety and depression due to the pain, which only made it worse. I lost all hope, all trust, and desire to even try to get better. I simply gave in and prepared myself to live with the pain for the rest of my life.
A few months ago, I had a follow-up appointment with my doctor in North Carolina. I mad a barium study done to re-check for SMAS. Unfortunately, it came back. My doctor was unsure of what to do and could not give me a definite solution. He pretty much did everything he could. He did suggest an NG tube, but he wasn't 100% sure it would work. So, my mom and I went back home to seek a second opinion. On the way back, we grabbed lunch. Like usual, I was scared to eat because I knew I'd be in pain. I ended up eating, but this time, it felt different. I didn't feel sick, and I didn't feel any pain. I knew right then that I was healed. It has been a little over a month without pain. I'm now able to eat what I want, exercise, and go out with friends and family. Throughout my entire recovery, I held on to that tiny ounce of hope I had left. No doctor could cure me, nor could the surgeries I had. Who healed me was God.
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