Ok so this is going to be a part one of a multiple part series. At this point I have no idea how many of them there will be.
But they will all be on the same track.
So here it goes.
Back in the spring of 2010 I got very sick. It started as a stomach bug. With stuff coming out both ends in explosive form for over 24 hours basically on the hour. Then in the middle of the night while I was sleeping I woke up. I sat up and had a major pain in my heart, along with left arm pain. I took my right arm and pounded my chest several times. I was in so much pain. Then eventually I was able to go back to bed. The following evening I was still in slight pain. We decided to go to the hospital. I told them I was having pain in my chest, while I was there I had another episode as I call them. They gave me nitroglycerin to help with the pain. Then the results came back from the blood test. Well there is a protein that is seen around the heart in large quantities. And when they see it in the blood it means that the person has had a heart attack.
Now relies I was 19 at the time. So I shouldn’t have been having heart attacks.
But that is what had happened. I was then put in the hospital in the big city an hour away, the cardiac floor. Where I was the youngest person on the floor by well like 45 years. All the nurses came in to see me, the expected to see me with tattoos all over and expected my records to have more drugs than most people take ever. But I was clean, so what caused it.
Well after several days they told me. It was campylobacter, bacteria that is in chicken. But there is one strain that is rare can attack the heart its self, it is very uncommon. But I’m not the only person it has happened to. So my heart attacks were caused by bacteria.
I spent several more days in the hospital, so that they could run a test on me, and look at my heart. They told me that they saw damage and were not sure if my heart would ever be the same.
Then I had more trouble in July of the same year and ended up in the hospital again. It was linked to more bacteria and protozoa.
Then in the spring of 2012 I went to the emergency room with more heart pain and it was bad so they ran some test and then got me an appointment with a cardiologist. After that I had an angiogram, which they place a catheter in to your heart and push dye through it so they can see it working. They were able to do mine in my wrist. And took pictures. The hard part is that you have to be awake the whole time.
Well then, the doctor told me that they could not see any evidence that I ever had any damage to it at all. It was perfect as far as they could tell.
Then this summer God told me that he had healed me completely, that he was the healer of my damaged heart. So God has healed me from it and now my heart is healed.
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