My little miracle

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Lying in my room, I couldn’t get up and pack my stuff. That’s all I wanted. But they, the doctors, didn’t know what was wrong with me. I was brought in with bleeding intestines. First I felt a lot of pain throughout my entire body and then I felt some bodyparts were Igetting numb.


It was like my body was trying to stay awake, I could feel my body resist. I was shaking and I got cramps in my stomache.  But the longer I was waiting the less it hurt, the numb I felt and the weaker I got. With the numbness the pain was more bearable. I wanted to go to sleep but the nurses warned me not to. After a couple of minutes I couldn’t lift my arms anymore. I just fell down on the floor in the first aid waiting room. Then I was shaking uncontrollably and I almost dropped into a catatonic status and the nurses kept me awake by asking strange questions.


Meanwhile I was loosing a lot of blood and they didn’t know what was wrong with me. The doctors couldn’t stop the bleeding. I had lost 1,5 litre of blood and I had to be on the drip after 10 minutes.
They gave me morphine so I didn’t feel the pain. I was lying on the intensive care I was throwing up, bleeding and because I was drugged, laughing loudly “hey, look at me I can play in a horror movie now!” I laughed, coughed and cried all together.

Clean prep

I had to prepare myself for an endoscopy, I had to drink 2 litres of clean prep. This cleaned my stomach and guts. I stayed at the toilet for a couple of hours. Throwing up, caughing, crying and forcing myself to drink the Cleanprep.  I was still drugged and I couldn’t stop lauging: “Now I am like the Japanese ghost on the toilet!” I laughed.
After I finished drinking the Cleanprep I was brought to the operation-room. There they found a big infection wound inside my intestines.

Eat to get stronger

I was brought back to my room for observation. Even though I couldn’t eat, I forced myself to eat, cause my life was depending on it. The doctors discovered it was an allergic reaction to something I eat previously. A couple days before I had finished some antibiotics against the flu and then the pain started.

Better now

After a couple of days, eating good and drinking a lot of water, I felt much better. The doctors were surprised to see me sitting up in my bed, smiling. “I feel better now, can I go home?” The doctors rushed me to the operation-room again for another lookup. They were surprised I was alright. It was a miracle, the wound was smaller! I was send home that day. I could recover at home. It took me half a year to recover, but the doctors there were impressed that the wound had healed fast. I believe it was a miracle, and I’m very thankfull that it happened to me. I feel so lucky. It’s like a little angel that is sitting on my shoulder. And she never left! Some times when I’m a bit sad, I just have to remember that she’s there….

Lots of love,



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Het leven zit vol uitdagingen en je angsten overwinnen, het leven is één groot avontuur! Op Suzanna’s World vertel ik over hoe ik dat doe, ik neem je mee in mijn avontuur. Welkom in mijn wereld, welkom op Suzanna’s World!