My Bio Weapon Experience

Psalm 91:9-11

Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the Most High, thy habitation; There shall be no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For He shall give His angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.

It was a normal Monday morning when I dropped my son off at the gym to play basketball with his friends. As usual, I told him I would be back to pick him up in a couple of hours. He disappeared into the gym, and I drove off.

A couple of hours later, I returned to pick him up. I walked into the gym, expecting to see him fully immersed in a game with a bunch of sweaty teenage boys and young men. Instead, when I got there, my son was all alone on one side of the gym while the young men played on the other. My momma bear instincts immediately kicked in. Had they not allowed my son to play? Did someone do something to him to make him not want to play? Several thoughts raced through my mind. In the meantime, my son’s eyes met mine, and he began to gather his things and walk towards the door. We looked into each other’s eyes as he walked towards me. Because he knows his mom, he knew I was concerned. He didn’t even give me a chance to ask any questions. He walked right up to me and said, “I wasn’t playing because I don’t feel good.”

“What’s the matter?” I asked.

“My throat is really sore, ” he replied.

Oh, boy. He has strept throat, I thought. He had it before and it would not surprise me if he had it again. We need to get to the doctor as soon as possible to find out if that was the case. As soon as my son got home, he went to bed. He didn’t want to go to the doctor, and I didn’t press the issue. After all, he rarely gets sick and he is as tough as nails. So I let it go. He slept all afternoon. I checked on him a couple of time, taking him soup, tea and medicine, and he insisted that he was beginning to feel better. Once again, I let it go.

The next day, when I thought for sure he would get up and be his normal cheerful, jolly, carefree self, he was anything but those things. He developed a fever and body aches. His face was as red as an apple. He came into my bedroom and asked me to take him to the doctor.

By the time we got to the doctor, his temperature was up to 103 degrees. He was trembling and couldn’t get warm. The doctor tested him for strept and for influenza. Both tests came back negative. They asked me if I wanted him to have the bio weapon test. (When I say bio weapon, I am sure those of you who have followed my blog and my social media sites for the last two years know exactly what I’m talking about.) I refused that test because of how little I trust the medical community. I asked what would be the difference in what treatment they would prescribe if it were the flu or the bio weapon. They said with the flu, they would prescribe an antibiotic. With the bio weapon, they could not prescribe anything. They would recommend that I take him home and treat the symptoms. I said, “Ok. I will take him home and treat the symptoms!”

I brought my son home that afternoon and began feeding him acetaminophen and ibuprofen. I made him soup and hot tea. I gave him juice and water. I kept taking his temperature, watching it slowly go down until it got back to normal. Day three into this ordeal, my son was showing signs of getting back to normal.

Just when I thought life was good again, my daughter woke up with a cough. Oh no, I thought. She can’t get sick. She has a job and she is about to graduate from high school and we have so much going on. Regardless, she went down and I decided not to take her to the doctor. I already knew what they were going to say, and I had already stocked up on all the meds that we needed. She had the advantage that her brother did not have. I was ready for that nasty germ when it came knocking the second time.

Little did I know that the germ was not done. The next day, I began experiencing a sore throat. A sore throat to me is equal to being in labor for 24 hours! I hate a sore throat. I started taking meds to curb the sore throat, and I started gargling with mouthwash in order to keep the germ from spreading. All of this was to no avail…the next morning, I was bedridden with all the same symptoms that my kids had suffered. I had headache, body aches, and a fever; only my temperature dropped instead of rose. It dipped down as low as 93 degrees. I used all the home remedies and over the counter medicines that I knew about. I even took the medicine that the state government had outlawed (I was able to find it online and order some way before I ever needed it.) My symptoms were severe; so severe that I missed our Resurrection Day celebration at church! I have not missed a Resurrection Day service in my entire life!!!!

After Resurrection Day had passed, my other daughter began exhibiting symptoms. She had a severe sore throat and a fever. I ended up taking her to the doctor two days in, and they prescribed her an antibiotic to help relieve some of the discomfort. Her throat was so sore that she avoided eating as much as possible.

Nights were really bad with the bio weapon. Between the body aches and the chills from my dipping body temperature, I did not have good nights. I may have had one night that I slept through the night. I spent a lot of time during those restless nights praying, asking the LORD to take care of my children. I never want either of them to feel the discomfort that I felt during the first five days of my ordeal.

Regardless of how bad I felt, one thing was for sure: God is able and He took care of me. I was uncomfortable, it is true….but I was uncomfortable because I have such a low threshold for pain. It was the kind of discomfort that one would feel if they developed a really bad case of the flu. During that time, because I had made God my refuge, because I trusted Him to bring me through, because I knew that if I believed His Word was true, I would not operate in fear. He would be God and I would be His child and leave all the worrying up to Him! Praise God, I am on the mending side of things. I have a slight cough that is lingering, I wake up with a headache every morning, which (I think) is a side effect of taking so much medicine, and my voice is very hoarse. (I pray that my voice recovers because if I can’t sing, I’m not sure what I will do!) Other than that, I think I have made it through my first bout with the bio weapon.

I’m praying for those of you who are suffering with it right now. I am also praying that the LORD will curb the spread of this pestilence, and that the church will rise up and say enough is enough. I pray that we will begin calling out sin and compelling men and women to come to the LORD Jesus Christ. I am praying for Revival in America! Let’s allow the bio weapon to be the catalyst that draws us back to HIM!!!

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