Sunday, 30 March 2014

Persistent bleeding stopped week 13, 2014



It was impressed on my heart to visit them. I was tired, and had sent them to a clinic. But the impression was persistent I decided to drive up Chime avenue in New Haven where I lived and see them. A brother’s wife had suffered a miscarriage and I had sent her with her husband to the gynaecologist to complete the evacuation. It was now evening but I still went. It was at the junction that I met them. He was supporting her as she staggered along the road. “What happened?” I asked. The evacuation had been carried out and she had been sent home though there was still some bleeding. She had been assured it would stop. I compelled them to enter the vehicle and we drove down to the clinic.
When the gynaecologist examined her the pack was soaked. On removal the uterus was bleeding still. All manoeuvres to staunch it failed. Pitocin and other drugs were given intravenously to no avail: the blood just was not clotting! What were we to do? There was an industrial action which had shut down the tertiary health institutions of the state. There was no place to send her to that night. We needed blood; fresh whole blood for her condition. The diagnosis was scary: Disseminated intravascular coagulopathy. A dreaded complication of her condition, it results in the inability of blood to form a clot and therefore stop bleeding. Her womb had been scrapped to remove all products of conception; the raw surface was pouring blood uncontrollably.
The few women I had encountered with such a condition all ended up dying. I pitied Luke as I considered how small their children were. How would they cope? When he asked me, “Doc, she will live won’t she?” I nodded in the affirmative. I dared not share with him the expected outcome. I cried to God for His intervention. We ended up in Mother of Christ specialist hospital in our search for blood. Fresh whole blood was unavailable. “Get whatever you can” urged the gynaecologist. It was about 11pm by the time we got back with the blood. She was still alive. When the gynaecologist removed the pack the blood had stopped coming. The bleeding had stopped! “How did that happen?” I asked him.  I don’t know” was his reply.
It has now been over ten years. Even though at first Luke cancelled the idea of having more children, a few years ago she took in and she has successfully delivered a baby girl.
Now there was a woman who had been suffering from chronic bleeding for twelve years. Although she had endured a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all of her money, she had not been helped at all but rather grew worse. Since she had heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his robe, because she had been saying, "If I can just touch his robe, I will get well." Her bleeding stopped at once, and she felt in her body that she was healed from her illness. Mk 5:25-29(ISV).   
Harcourt is a consultant surgeon 

1 comment:

  1. Wonderful testimony. Keep shining. (Zoe A. ONAH)

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