After returning to my hometown, it was filled with a series of medical appointments. From GP to Specialist, from semi Government to Government hospitals. Two CAT scans and a scope test later, I found myself with a life threatening disease.
Chemotherapy, radiotherapy, Brachytherapy ... blood infusion, medical officers, specialists, nurses, nutritionists ... Indeed having such a disease is like fighting a war. The bright side of things is when I went for prayers in a big conference in Singapore, the lady who prayed for me said that I did nothing wrong, God was pleased with me. She said that God told her I trusted God fully. Just go through what the doctors ordered and God would heal me.
He did. On July 10 I had a three-monthly follow up and would move to a 6-monthly check up next. I took a look at my medical records, as I flew to Sabah, it was exactly 2 years to the day since I went into the hospital.
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