Praying for complete healing of your hoo-hah. It’s unconscionable that the medical receptionist diagnosed your problem over the phone and then hung up on you! While I’m at it, I’ll pray for healing of our “healers,” who need a whopping dose of compassion. As always, your Jesus Loves You video gave me a chuckle. Thank you!
Thank you for your prayers. As of today, my egg has shrunk to the size of a small marble. [knock on wood] The smallest it has been in 15 years. I thank God for giving me patience to accept that healing takes time. Humans want to be healed overnight, but that rarely happens. I hope my egg stays small or disappears completely, but that is God's will, not mine. I accept God's will and do the best I can to live with any thorn God gives me (easier said than done).
They say patience is a virtue. That is certainly what we don't have in this world anymore, especially in regards to anything medical. Maybe God gives thorns to people to increase their patience.
I believe this egg thing is important with regard to my relationship with God and healing. I can't quite put my finger on it, but after 15 years I think God believes I am ready to be healed by his grace and my faith. It's weird, but it is important in some way.
Thanks be to God that He has relieved you somewhat, praying he will continue this healing!
I've never heard of this sort of cyst, but I wonder what would happen if you sopped a bunch of hydrogen peroxide on it a few times a day? Now that it's opened up a bit. Just a thought, I'm just guessing here, and it's the kind of goofy thing I would do, but I have no idea why!
I use hydrogen peroxide for my ear wax and gargling. I think if I put it on my egg it would just burn (kind of like Tea Tree oil and drawing salve did). After some gentle pushing and prodding on my end, my cyst has drained enough liquid out to now be the size of a small marble. Cool. The smallest it has been in years. I thank God for his healing. Only God could drain this 15 year old cyst (with very little pain). The cyst may end up getting bigger, because that is what cysts do, but today I am enjoying feeling like a normal human again, no longer walking around with a walnut/egg/lemon/orange between my legs.
Thank you for sharing your thorn in the flesh experience that lasted decades for you. You are truly a woman of faith and you did indeed touch the hem of Jesus's garments.
Thank you Charlotte. I debated writing about my "thorn" as it is kind of icky and really kind of boring. But, this Easter season I wanted to praise God for his healing power over my cyst, even if it is just for a short time. God gets all the praise, as he should, forever and ever.
That passage in 2 Cor. 12 is one of my favorites. It might seem like a strange one for a favorite, but for those born with birth defects that interfere with living a "normal" life, it is great encouragement.
I tend to focus upon "...for my strength is made perfect in weakness", because I have been physically weak from birth (endocrine disorder). Paul also writes about weakness and more in 1 Cor. 1, and the purpose for it all.
BOASTING ONLY IN THE LORD
1Cor. 1:26-29 - Brothers and sisters, consider your calling: Not many were wise from a human perspective, not many powerful, not many of noble birth. Instead, God has chosen what is foolish in the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen what is weak in the world to shame the strong. God has chosen what is insignificant and despised in the world—what is viewed as nothing—to bring to nothing what is viewed as something, so that no one may boast in his presence.
I'm not Paul either, but I answer to foolish, weak, insignificant, and despised. And this passage too is encouraging.
I agree. It is great encouragement for people who are disabled from birth or people who developed a disability or chronic condition later. God sees our troubles, pains, thorns. We can live with our physical/mental weaknesses knowing God has our backs and is always, always with us.
God going silent and not speaking/answering me this past month (really 15 years) regarding my cyst, made my faith even stronger. Deep down I knew God heard me, he wanted me to accept my thorn, accept my weakness. After my acceptance it was God's will. It is always joyful when God's will ends up being healing, even if the healing doesn't happen overnight.
My mom was born with two arms fully developed but only a left hand. the other limb kind of ends after the wrist bones so she can move that part, it is very cool and unique. She did everything sewed made lace, cross country skied ice skated cooked fancy meals raised 4 kids... married a handsome man long before though, and many many other things. She always said she was held in the palm of God's hand. She also used to say that God gave her only one hand because he knew she would do great things
That is a wonderful story. Your mom is the poster child for accepting one's "thorn" and living a great life. With a strong faith in God, one can do many things.
Oh gosh, what a terribly annoying development that became. Still, if you had gone to a gyn they probably would have had a magic cure. Yes, being post menopausal is reallllllllllly enjoyable.
Okay I do not miss the periods but mostly the monsterous moods. I used to get really pissed off about little stuff, it was nuts. Every night asking forgiveness and every morning forgiving others for my horribleness.
I have never heard of a bartholins cyst but it sounds annoying. I am grateful that it did not cause you pain. Now you have leaking. I hope it does not get infected.
I just had my flat balloons microwaved- ugh no I mean mammogrammed. then I got a letter yesterday that they stated my flat balloons are "asymetrical" and they want to do some sonogramming of my right balloon. I have not made the appointment. I am sure my insurance will cover it bc in the letter it said some insurance might not cover it, I am pretty sure they are gonna pay for this, trust me. Otherwise, I just will not go and everyone can panic.
Other than that, Yes, I am enjoying the happy days every day being abused and ghosted by my youngest daughter and her stupid shitty husband that has family history of this kind of abuse.
For two years now I have not seen my grand kids. I sent them an email about thinking about vaccines and getting one at a time when at the peds. Welp. I am poison.. I did blow up after my son in law sent us a reply email with a long detailed laundry list of all of the bad things I have done.
I laughed at "my flat balloons" and "I am in one big fat thorn." I have flat balloons too seeing as I am old. I have never microwaved my flat balloons because I don't have health insurance and what is the point? If I have cancer I don't want to know, seeing as there is no cure for cancer.
The Canadian sketch comedy group "Baroness Von Sketch Show" had a humorous skit on getting a mammogram - "The Boob Tech"
I read it. Thanks for the link. I thought it was strange she would go to the ER after her cyst started to drain. She should have stayed home and let it drain slowly (less pain) with heat and gentle pushing. I guess she wanted it done quickly. Sometimes I think God wants us to slow down.
Praying for complete healing of your hoo-hah. It’s unconscionable that the medical receptionist diagnosed your problem over the phone and then hung up on you! While I’m at it, I’ll pray for healing of our “healers,” who need a whopping dose of compassion. As always, your Jesus Loves You video gave me a chuckle. Thank you!
Thank you for your prayers. As of today, my egg has shrunk to the size of a small marble. [knock on wood] The smallest it has been in 15 years. I thank God for giving me patience to accept that healing takes time. Humans want to be healed overnight, but that rarely happens. I hope my egg stays small or disappears completely, but that is God's will, not mine. I accept God's will and do the best I can to live with any thorn God gives me (easier said than done).
They say patience is a virtue. That is certainly what we don't have in this world anymore, especially in regards to anything medical. Maybe God gives thorns to people to increase their patience.
I believe this egg thing is important with regard to my relationship with God and healing. I can't quite put my finger on it, but after 15 years I think God believes I am ready to be healed by his grace and my faith. It's weird, but it is important in some way.
Oh goodness, Pug! What a painful experience!
Thanks be to God that He has relieved you somewhat, praying he will continue this healing!
I've never heard of this sort of cyst, but I wonder what would happen if you sopped a bunch of hydrogen peroxide on it a few times a day? Now that it's opened up a bit. Just a thought, I'm just guessing here, and it's the kind of goofy thing I would do, but I have no idea why!
I use hydrogen peroxide for my ear wax and gargling. I think if I put it on my egg it would just burn (kind of like Tea Tree oil and drawing salve did). After some gentle pushing and prodding on my end, my cyst has drained enough liquid out to now be the size of a small marble. Cool. The smallest it has been in years. I thank God for his healing. Only God could drain this 15 year old cyst (with very little pain). The cyst may end up getting bigger, because that is what cysts do, but today I am enjoying feeling like a normal human again, no longer walking around with a walnut/egg/lemon/orange between my legs.
I tend to use hydrogen peroxide a lot. Guess I'm just a fan of the fizz. I hadn't thought of it for ear wax -- thank you.
I'm very happy for your healing thus far, brave one. I think I would have lost my patience long ago, had I suffered a cyst of that nature!
Thank you for sharing your thorn in the flesh experience that lasted decades for you. You are truly a woman of faith and you did indeed touch the hem of Jesus's garments.
Thank you Charlotte. I debated writing about my "thorn" as it is kind of icky and really kind of boring. But, this Easter season I wanted to praise God for his healing power over my cyst, even if it is just for a short time. God gets all the praise, as he should, forever and ever.
That passage in 2 Cor. 12 is one of my favorites. It might seem like a strange one for a favorite, but for those born with birth defects that interfere with living a "normal" life, it is great encouragement.
I tend to focus upon "...for my strength is made perfect in weakness", because I have been physically weak from birth (endocrine disorder). Paul also writes about weakness and more in 1 Cor. 1, and the purpose for it all.
BOASTING ONLY IN THE LORD
1Cor. 1:26-29 - Brothers and sisters, consider your calling: Not many were wise from a human perspective, not many powerful, not many of noble birth. Instead, God has chosen what is foolish in the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen what is weak in the world to shame the strong. God has chosen what is insignificant and despised in the world—what is viewed as nothing—to bring to nothing what is viewed as something, so that no one may boast in his presence.
I'm not Paul either, but I answer to foolish, weak, insignificant, and despised. And this passage too is encouraging.
I agree. It is great encouragement for people who are disabled from birth or people who developed a disability or chronic condition later. God sees our troubles, pains, thorns. We can live with our physical/mental weaknesses knowing God has our backs and is always, always with us.
God going silent and not speaking/answering me this past month (really 15 years) regarding my cyst, made my faith even stronger. Deep down I knew God heard me, he wanted me to accept my thorn, accept my weakness. After my acceptance it was God's will. It is always joyful when God's will ends up being healing, even if the healing doesn't happen overnight.
beautiful
My mom was born with two arms fully developed but only a left hand. the other limb kind of ends after the wrist bones so she can move that part, it is very cool and unique. She did everything sewed made lace, cross country skied ice skated cooked fancy meals raised 4 kids... married a handsome man long before though, and many many other things. She always said she was held in the palm of God's hand. She also used to say that God gave her only one hand because he knew she would do great things
I miss her. I have so many very good memories
That is a wonderful story. Your mom is the poster child for accepting one's "thorn" and living a great life. With a strong faith in God, one can do many things.
Oh gosh, what a terribly annoying development that became. Still, if you had gone to a gyn they probably would have had a magic cure. Yes, being post menopausal is reallllllllllly enjoyable.
Okay I do not miss the periods but mostly the monsterous moods. I used to get really pissed off about little stuff, it was nuts. Every night asking forgiveness and every morning forgiving others for my horribleness.
I have never heard of a bartholins cyst but it sounds annoying. I am grateful that it did not cause you pain. Now you have leaking. I hope it does not get infected.
I just had my flat balloons microwaved- ugh no I mean mammogrammed. then I got a letter yesterday that they stated my flat balloons are "asymetrical" and they want to do some sonogramming of my right balloon. I have not made the appointment. I am sure my insurance will cover it bc in the letter it said some insurance might not cover it, I am pretty sure they are gonna pay for this, trust me. Otherwise, I just will not go and everyone can panic.
Other than that, Yes, I am enjoying the happy days every day being abused and ghosted by my youngest daughter and her stupid shitty husband that has family history of this kind of abuse.
For two years now I have not seen my grand kids. I sent them an email about thinking about vaccines and getting one at a time when at the peds. Welp. I am poison.. I did blow up after my son in law sent us a reply email with a long detailed laundry list of all of the bad things I have done.
So I am in one big fat thorn.
I laughed at "my flat balloons" and "I am in one big fat thorn." I have flat balloons too seeing as I am old. I have never microwaved my flat balloons because I don't have health insurance and what is the point? If I have cancer I don't want to know, seeing as there is no cure for cancer.
The Canadian sketch comedy group "Baroness Von Sketch Show" had a humorous skit on getting a mammogram - "The Boob Tech"
https://www.facebook.com/cbccomedy/videos/baroness-von-sketch-show-medical-exam/2110212415965998/
I just googled and found this very very long blog about the cyst.
good advice. https://ourredonkulouslife.com/bartholin-cyst-survival-guide/
I read it. Thanks for the link. I thought it was strange she would go to the ER after her cyst started to drain. She should have stayed home and let it drain slowly (less pain) with heat and gentle pushing. I guess she wanted it done quickly. Sometimes I think God wants us to slow down.