What did you MANIFEST today?

I demanded a healed healthy body before I met, knew or even heard about ABE, Abraham-Hicks, The Secret or LOA.

When my intestines exploded and burst in my body cavity and the doctors had my family come in cause they did not believe I was going to make it..which is usually the case with these sort of events...and then I did make it. Came home with one of those iliostomy bags attached to my body casue they had to cut out half my small intestines. Which meant no bowl movement for me for about 3 months...At the time it seemed like I was always going to be that way...Me and Herman (the name I gave my bag) had a love/hate relationship...I cried and I screamed and I hollered because before this happened I was the happiest person so I thought.

Anyway during the course of this 3 months...I'd go in for doctors visits and checkups so that they could see how I was progressing...and on one particular visit....they decided on a date for another surgery to hopefully remove the bag successfully. Well at that moment I can only imagine it was my IB, Holy Spirit...something came over me that decided demanded right then and there I had to have this surgery there were going to be no if's ands or buts about it. And I was going to have a successful removal of my Herman...

Well in those moments while I was determining, deciding and demanding a male nurse came into the room to check on something else with me...he had one of those pamphlets in his breast pocket...Do You have Faith or Do you believe in Jesus?...Now he sat down next to me looking over my chart and splaining why first of all it did not look likely that I would get this surgery because Medicaid had not come through...and second there was no gaurantee that this bag was going to come off...Okay so now I'm pretty annoyed so I point to his breast pocket..and I tell him I have faith...he sort of laughs and says yes but...I cut him off immediately again...I said I have faith everything will turn out just fine. He again tried to tell me all of the reasons why it might not...I said to him listen if you being a Born Again Christian cannot stand in faith with me then I need you to leave the room...He looked at me like I was nutz...I was not kidding. I told him a couple more times...that I could not afford to even for one minute entertain his disbelief...cause I was standing my groud.

Well now this man of BAC faith was stunned. He had never met anyone who believed like I did. And he stopped and just shook his head. I told him that everything that was supposed to happen for me would and I would be back in this office after the surgery and he would see me and he would know about faith.

I remember Buffy the vampire slayer was on Television still and it was her last fight to save the world...and it looked like she had been defeated...broke down over kaput...and all of a sudden she rose with all the fight she had in her and determined to win...that day I felt like Buffy...no body was going to tell me I was defeated..not even myself.

Came home and the hospital called every single day for about 3 weeks prior to my surgery asking for money to pay the 50,000 bill from the first and second hospital stays I had already had. They told me that it was not likely that I would be admitted for this last surgery. I would politely thank them for calling hang up the phone and kept standing in my determination, my faith, my knowing and my believeing I could not afford to listen to anyone who was telling me otherwise.

One day I got a phone call from the hospital telling me that I need to come in for a preop appointment. Did I tell them well my Medicaid had not come through and that I had no health insurance. No siree....the woman I spoke with did bring it up...and I acted like I didn't even hear her. She then said to me oh you really need this surgery...listen I am setting up your appointment for your pre-op visit for this date and you just come in. Okay I said...still standing you know where.

Go in for my pre-op walk right past the registrar where I was supposed to stop first and went directly to my appointment. The nurse takes me in and says oh you don't have any insurance and your medicaid has not come through...I say yes. She looks at me goes through the pre-op stuff and gives me the date for my surgery. Well maybe it will be through by then she says..i say yes.

I get a call from the hospital the night before I was scheduled to come into the hospital and they say they have a bed for me but I must come in now..tonight? I ask. Yes. tonight...and come in through the emergency room because you have no insurance and they have to take you in that way. If you come in through the front they will turn you away. Do I care how I'm getting in there...nope not the kid. I'm going whatever way that is set up for me.

Long long story short...I had the surgery...successfully...went back to the doctor for checkups and who is hiding from me...the male nurse...lol no worries I could care less...

About 2 months after I am home and still recovering I get a letter from medicaid...all bills paid..every single one...totaling over 100,000 dollars...

 All things are possible...I know this to be true...I know it like I know my own skin.

~~Sydney