I've had a very interesting week. It started with lasting week having times of feeling very shaky. Then Sat. it happened more and Sunday more. I played my violin in church and could hardly play because I was so shaky! At home I noticed my pulse was at rest around 110 most of the time. I should have gone in on Sunday but decided to wait and try to get a good night sleep and see if that help. I woke up Monday morning shakier than ever and knew I needed to go in to get checked out. My mom had had Grave's disease (overactive thyroid disorder) when she was around my age so I thought it might be that and called her to talk to her. While talking to her I started feeling really lightheaded like I was going to pass out and hung up quickly and called my husband to help and call 911. I thought I was going to pass out and die or something. Thankfully most of the kids weren't up although my 7yo daughter was up to hear this. So he called 911 and a couple of my friends from church who were able to come over right away. I live in a rural area so the ambulance with volunter person arrived 5-10 min. later - I was panicing the whole time. Then about 5 min. later trained EMT people arrived. They took my vitals in the house here before loading me on the gurney to put me in the ambulance. They also ordered an intercept where the hospital sends people out to meet the ambulance on the road where highly trained people can get in to take care of you on the way to the hospital. I'm out 25 min from the hospital.
So my friends were able to stay with the kids and my dh brought the baby with so I would be able to nurse her sometime. She had never had a bottle and thankfully I had nursed her not too long before. On the way to the hospital they stopped when the intercept people met us and they did some basic stuff on the side of the road - put on more monitoring stuff for my heart and gave me an IV and drew blood for the hospital and all. Then we were back on the road to the hospital. In talking to the people in the ambulance we decided that I had had a panic attack at the house and I really wasn't as critical as I had felt like. I knew there was something going on, but the feeling like I was passing out and all was a panic attack. I guess that's common but I felt a little embarassed about that.
So anyways, the nurse did a few things when we got to the E.R., room and my husband and mother-in-law (who lives in towns) showed up to hang out with me. Thankfully I was allowed to nurse the baby right away. I saw the doctor on call and he asked about my symptoms and then said they'd see what the blood work said. So then we sat and waited for around 3 hours. Finally the doctor came back and said I was right about the thyroid and that I had thyroiditis and needed to make an appt with a doctor to start treatment. I was then released.
So I went home still feeling shaky but not too bad and found a doc. I was a bit worried about drugs and nursing my baby. My appt with the doc wasn't too encouraging as far as treatments he thought we would do. In talking to mhy parents he was wanting to go to more of an extreme than is necessary. He also prescribed some drugs that I wasn't sure I wanted to take to help the shakiness and heart.
I prayed about what I should do and decided to wait before starting the drugs. In reading my Bible the next morning I was seeking direction from the Lord and opened to Psalm 27 and then read vs.14 which said:
Wait on the LORD; Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart; Wait, I say, on the LORD!
I decided to take that, at least for that day as permission to not take any drugs yet to slow my heart. Anyways, to make the rest of the story a bit shorter since I need to go, most of the days I've felt pretty good and my heart has sometimes been below 100 and often right around 100. I haven't taken any drugs. I read about a kind of thyroiditis which is much better than Graves disease where in the postpartum period you get Graves symptoms for 1-6 months and then it self-corrects but potentially can go hypothyroid afterwards and it turns out that that's what I have. I don't need any treatment and my doc said I don't have to take the drugs he prescribed unless I felt my heart was really racing and I could take them symptomatically. So all in all, I'm quite relieved. I'm reading a lot about vitamins and nutrition to help this and will see if I can help this naturally quite a bit as well. So that's been my week!
On the positive note, my church is giving me a baby shower tomorrow night which I'm really excited about! Anyways, I'm so thankful to God for his protection and help and healing!
I do hope you realize God would never lead you in a certain direction by directing you to take His word out of context and distort the meaning of it. Your method of interpreting the bible is known as mysticism, very dangerous and cultic. Not how a Christian should interpret God's word.
If this is what you are learning in your church, you may want to flee that place no matter how many showers they give you!
I am glad you are fine. I pray that you will continue to be fine.
Regarding the previous post: I am sorry you were sharing something so close to your heart and someone responded in that way. I don't believe it was mysticism just because you were seeking the Lord's will and you felt him speak to you through the Word. God can speak to us in many different ways - and we know that He wants the best for His children and that His sheep know His voice. I am sure that you can rightly divide the Word for yourself and know that the meaning of that verse in and of itself is not specific to your situation - but rather that God was trying to speak to your situation in a personal way.
I am so glad you are better. I know it has been about a week. I hope no new post about it means you are still coping/getting better!
I know that it is comforting to read God's promises and feel His direction. How are the natural remedies helping?
I once had a panic attack at the dentist when I was 18 years old. It was so strange. I was fine for the first half of the visit, but for some reason became so terrified and felt like I couldn't breathe and I just knew I was going to die. I have never had one since, and I am thankful, (well, maybe a mini-one during my third labor). I pray you do not have anymore and that God heals your thyroiditis.
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If this is what you are learning in your church, you may want to flee that place no matter how many showers they give you!