My God (MG)!

I have been debating whether or not I should write this post for a while now. It's not that I'm ashamed or don't want to be transparent. Because I've let you into just about every other aspect of my life. However, this is different. I don't want people to look at me differently or treat me differently. I don't want to be 'handled with care'. I want to be normal (whatever that is). I was diagnosed with Myasthenia Gravis (or MG) on June 29, 2016. [When you get a chance Google it].

For a few years, I have been suffering silently with muscle weakness. (I now know that MG can go into remission and so I believe there were times I didn't experience symptoms). The first time I fell was in 2012 while working out on the elliptical. At this time, I thought my electrolytes were low. And I didn't show any symptoms after that until 2014. Then I fell again in 2014 while attending Brown Baptist Church when I was walking into the building. I thought my shoes were too high or that my legs were just tired. Soon afterwards, I started having a problem walking in stilettos (which I had never had before). Eventually I realized I couldn't walk in them and gave them away at church. Then I fell again this past April while walking back into my building at work. The whole day while at work I was thinking that my legs felt weak and wobbly. My first thought was since I had completed a full week of working out the week before, my legs just needed rest. Then I started thinking that I needed to go to the doctor and get checked. [There were a whole heap of other symptoms that I continued to compensate for and explain in my mind as fatigue.]



To make a long story short...my neurologists 
concluded after several tests that it was Myasthenia Gravis. I had never heard of this and most people I talk to have never heard of it either. However, from everything I've read and the symptoms I've experienced, I know his diagnosis is correct. One thing that is disheartening is that MG patients suffer muscle weakness that can get worse after exercising. Which is counterproductive for someone trying to lose weight. 

But. My God! Everything happens for a reason and I know this is just another 'test' that I must pass. I am praying for healing (even though there is no cure for MG only treatment) and even if God does not heal me, I know He is able! 

So my new way of living will be slightly different than before. Instead of stilettos, I'll rock cute wedges or low heels. Instead of strenuous exercise, I'll eat better and do light exercise. Instead of long walks, I'll take breaks. Instead of late nights, I'll get more rest.

I have been blessed to have the best support system in the world! El takes great care of me and together we can weather any storm. This is just another chance for God to show up and show out! I give Him all the praise and I count it all joy! God is faithful and He is just. Thank you Lord for trials and tribulations, because it is the trials and tribulations that remind me of who You are! 

So instead of Myasthenia Gravis, I'll take MG for My God! Won't He do it! Yes He will!