Mild Stroke - - - that was the diagnosis nearly two months ago. It felt like a bomb had just been dropped on me. I went like "How could this have happened to a non-hypertensive like me?"
I would be a hypocrite if I said that I didn't come close to asking "WHY?" I nearly did. I say "nearly" because while I admit to having thought about it, I never really did get around to asking "WHY?"
Oh, sure I wanted to. I could have easily questioned God the way I did during my younger years. This time around, I didn't. Not because I felt totally and hopelessly resigned to my fate, but more so because something deep inside of me was telling me that I had to humbly accept what was happening and that God wanted me to endure it without questioning Him.
"If I truly trusted God, I would refuse to worry." I kept telling myself that over and over. It wasn't easy at first. Embracing my own pain and suffering, there were days when I could only get through. On some days, my faith wavered. Each night, I'd cry out to God for mercy, telling Him "I believe" and asking Him to "help my unbelief."
What happened next has been nothing short of AMAZING. When I think of how much I've improved over the past month or so, my heart gets filled with a certain knowing that God's hand has and IS always behind all this.
God has shown me not only the healing power of His love, but also the outpouring of love, concern, help, and support from my family/relatives, friends (especially my MMGH Laboratory Family) and all the way to my doctors and therapists who have been instrumental in my journey to recovery.
God is re-shaping me everyday and I trust that I would come out of this a better person. Perhaps, even better than I ever was. With this firm belief, I know I'll bounce back. I'LL BE BACK...
...and for this, I praise and thank You, Lord.
Thanks, Tes....aces to you... 
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