Chapter 1: The Initial Scare

During my youth, when I was relatively healthy, I fully embraced my faith and dedicated myself to spreading the Gospel. While in training, I began to sense something was off. The program involved long hours sitting in outdated classroom furniture reminiscent of the 1960s, and I quickly realized that my back was bothering me by the second week.

It was a Monday when I first noticed a small, squishy lump in my lower back. I kept it to myself, thinking it would resolve on its own. However, by Wednesday, the lump had grown to the size of my palm, and sitting became increasingly painful. Despite my discomfort, I dismissed my concerns, influenced by a classmate who downplayed my symptoms.

As the week progressed, I resorted to cold showers and altered my sleeping position, hoping the lump would vanish. By Thursday, the pain had intensified to a point where I could no longer sit comfortably, prompting a visit to the on-site nurse.

Lying on the examination table, I anxiously awaited the nurse’s assessment. I feared the worst—perhaps cancer. When she finally returned, I felt a wave of relief wash over me as she revealed, “You have a cyst.” I inquired if it was cancerous, and she reassured me it was treatable.

“What do I need to do?” I asked.

“You need surgery,” she replied, explaining the outpatient procedure and the follow-up care I would require. I was eager to have the surgery immediately, but I learned I would have to wait until the following Tuesday—a long five days.

In the meantime, my classmates rallied to support me. One roommate suggested using a heating pad, which surprisingly helped alleviate some discomfort. Each night, I used it, and to my delight, the cyst began to shrink.

Chapter 2: Faith Over Fear

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Through this journey, I discovered that my faith in God provided more comfort than my experiences with doctors. Prayer became my strongest ally, guiding me through the pain and uncertainty. While I learned to be cautious about whom to trust in the medical field, I never wavered in my belief that God would see me through every trial.

In retrospect, I realized the significance of being an informed patient and the necessity of advocating for oneself in the healthcare system. My experiences taught me to always seek a second opinion and to remain steadfast in my faith.