Peace About Death

About twenty years ago I had a problem.  Okay I have problems now, but this was a major health problem.  Whenever I lay on my right side I was having difficulty breathing.  Not being an alarmist or anything, I went to the doctor for the chronic nose bleeds I was having and casually mentioned this problem.  I was a bit taken aback when he seemed more concerned over the breathing issue that the nose bleeds.  Apparently chronic nose bleeds are more common than breathing issues.

He scheduled me for an xray which showed that I either had a collapsed lung or there was fluid in my chest cavity.  Are you grossed out yet? He believed that the collapsed lung was more likely since I was young and fluid in the chest cavity is not that common.  Guess which one it was.

Well the next step was to drain out the fluid and find out the cause.  Draining the fluid turned out to be no picnic,  it was done by sticking a needle in my chest cavity from the back and letting drain.  It was uncomfortable.   After which I endured a series of tests, from a catheterization to testing the bone marrow.  When the bone marrow was removed it was so painful even with a local that  I vomited my lunch and then some.  I'll bet that grossed you out.

Most of the tests revealed nothing, but it was discovered that I had a calcified pericardium.  That's the sack around that heart and it a calcium buildup.  It was thick and getting thicker.  The only way to fix it was through heart surgery.  Yep they cracked my chest.

Obviously things worked out fine, except now they believe I have an irregular heartbeat from it.  But I tell you this story to tell you this, through it all I had peace that if I had died I would be sitting in front of Jesus that very day.  Do you have that peace?

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