Last year, just when I realized I was pregnant with our boy (whom we like to call our last born), I also developed a smelling condition that initially caused a complete loss of smell and later became a distorted sense of smell, medics call it parosmia or anosmia, which ever the case, all I can tell you is that this condition can be quite depressing. My first trimester was a nightmare, coupled with all the other challenges of pregnancy; this smell thing was driving me crazy.
So I decided to get some medical attention. I was advised to take a C-T scan. The doc gave me my prescription and I rushed to the Hospital where this could be done. Just before the technician who was to perform the scan pressed the button to start the scan, he asked me, could you by any chance be pregnant? I said, yes I am. Then he went on to ask, why did your doctor ask you to do a C-T scan? And I am looking at him like-what’s the issue here, I am just one suffering pregnant woman. Anyway, he explained how C-T scans are not done to expectant mothers, something that the doctor had completely overlooked and neither was I even thinking about it, I was so engrossed with my situation all I needed was the quickest medicine possible.
I was so sad that my problem could not be diagnosed and I had to wait till nine months were over, but most of all, I was so grateful to God for showing up just at the right time- who knows what could have happened to my precious boy. In the midst of my turmoil – God showed up in a small way to declare that I AM HERE! I always look for traces of God in life especially when I am going through a tough time, He has a way of reminding us- I am on the throne. At that time, it was through saving my boy from any harm that could have been caused by the C-T scan.
So Mums-Look out for God, He is everywhere; it is just a matter of perception.
That reminds me of my sister-in-law. Back in the fall 1968 she was sick and went to the doctor. She was told she was pregnant (a pleasant if unexpected surprise) and she had cancer - Hodgkin's Disease. To chemically treat her for the cancer, she had to have an abortion. "No," was her firm answer. So, the operated to remove what they could and nursed her until her son was born in April, 1969. Then came the radiation and chemo treatments that cleared her of cancer so she could enjoy her children and grandchildren for more than forty additional years. Last month she went home to be with our Lord, her life an example of miracles, answered prayers and loving family. He is always there.
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