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GodsGraceAlone
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Well, I hardly know what I am doing, but we are an older couple, and I have never gone onto a site like this before, not sure what or how much to say. Am I able to 'reach out' in honesty to other Christian older women with similar problems? I think I will try. My husband is an advanced Parkinson's patient....and it is scary. I am the only person to care for him, he has few friends and is from another country originally. I have three natural children, all living in other states, married with families and not professing Christians. They look on him as a STEP-parent and show little regard for what he is experiencing, and the pressure I am under. I don't want to complain, but its a lonely ride I am on here, even as a Christian. I KNOW there are thousands of Parkinson's patients, but I hardly know any caretakers and we live in a rural area. I pray a lot and it helps me through the loneliness and long nights when I cannot sleep or unwind. Last October on my birthday I was driving home, about 35-40 miles to go; when I felt a 'sensation' going down the right-hand side of my body. I was alone and I knew instinctively I was having a stroke. I pulled to the side of the road to think of what to do. I was out in the country with few houses. Praying for God to guide me, I decided to continue home with my 'good arm', and today I KNOW it was a stupid decision.... Somehow I made it, but when I 'wobbled' into my driveway, my husband was standing in the yard and he said I was 'driving all over the road' as he watched me. All I could do was say, "call an ambulance....I'm having a stroke or heart attack". I remember little after that. They started me in an ambulance but called for a helicopter because they said "(you) were fading fast". I barely remember landing on the roof, rolled into ICU and whatever happened in the next 12 hours. But I was praying, and I remember praying, "God, you know what is best, but what will become of my husband if I go now?" That was the only prayer I remembered. The next day I woke up in ICU with my room buzzing with people, prodding, asking questions, and discovered the stroke had reversed itself, and what was 'dead' flesh was "reversed" and the right side was close to normal again. Everyone was amazed at what was happening on the monitors.....but I knew God had touched my body. A week later blood poisoning set in in my right foot and I've never experienced such pain in my life. It took weeks, but the clot in my toes finally were dissolved and I am now able to walk on the foot most of the time. I think God left this left foot as a 'reminder' of where I was and where He brought me from and to!!! PTL That is my testimony in a paragraph. But I am in my mid-70s and my husband is advancing fast in the Parkinson's lane and I trust God to bring me through this, but it is such a lonely road, and I am having such a hard time keeping my chin up.... as we say in the SouthLand! I know the answer, but I want to ask the question anyway....."is there anybody out there? that has walked this road before me?"
