February 15th, 2019: I remember how about a week and a half ago I woke up just like any other normal day in Argentina, with plans to stay there from September 2018 until December 2019. I was serving my last few days in the evangelistic 6 week summer camp the Bible Institute I go to has. The idea of going home was a distant thought that was not in my mind. I thought nothing of the day when it started, and went on with my daily routine. Little did I know that later that day, I would have to make a huge decision.
My Health Background
For those of you who don’t know, I have had a medical condition called chronic Lyme disease since October 2013. I used to be so sick from it that I couldn’t even walk or read words off a page. By the grace of God, I have been able to do treatment for the past 5 years, and over time I have gotten much better.
Bad Decisions That Lead to My Health’s Decline
However, starting in December 2018 during my time in Argentina, I started having a relapse of my disease. I had ran out of the medicine I needed (that was the first mistake), so I essentially was just allowing all the bacteria in my body to do whatever it wanted. Although I knew my health was getting worse, I tried to ignore the pain (that was the second mistake), knowing that I wouldn’t be able to get my medicine until March, when my father and I would reunite in El Salvador.
My Health’s Continued Decline
Looking back, I can remember from the 6 week period of January 2nd 2019 – Feb 15 2019 that every week my health was gradually getting worse. Things that should be simple tasks like walking to spend time with friends in town became more and more challenging and undoable for me.
Feelings of Discouragement and Helplessness
By the time Feb 15 2019 came, I was discouraged to say the least. I was stuck in a foreign country unable to get the meds I needed and I knew I was going to continue to get worse and worse. The past week, I had started to just lay on the floor sometimes because I felt so much pain. It was on this day, that I decided to look up flights home out of curiosity. I was shocked to find that there were many flights home for around 600 dollars round trip (if you don’t know much about airline travel, that is an very low price from Argentina to New York round trip).
An Emotional Phone Call
While looking up flights, I still was feeling very sad and hopeless about my treatment. Because of that, I decided to call my mom for some advice and support. When I told her about my health struggles, I started to cry. I broke down. All of my emotions I had held in about my disease came out when talking to my mom, one of the only people who could truly understand all the pain I’ve been through with my disease.
Booking My Flight Home
I told my mom that I found a flight for a good price, and she told me to book it. In that moment I realized several things. Not only was I going to be able to get the treatment I needed, but I was going to be able to reunite with so many family and friends. When I realized this, I started to cry again, but this time with tears of excitement. I found a direct flight leaving in 2 days for 670 dollars round trip, and booked it.
Enjoying my Last Few Days in Argentina
After deciding to come home, I didn’t have much time to prepare. I had to leave in 2 days so I spent a lot of time enjoying my last moments with friends from the summer, and packing. I am very thankful that I had many friends who were very supportive of my decision, and offered me prayer, and support before leaving. God really blessed me by placing people in my life to walk alongside me in my walk with the Lord.
Doubting my Decision
Because I decided so suddenly to come home (literally within the span of a phone call), I remember having doubts about my decision to come home. I feared that I had decided wrong and too quickly about going home. However, I had to remind myself that I had been praying to God to make a way for me to get my medicine as soon as possible. I just didn’t know it would mean me coming home to the United States. Although it was a challenging few days leading up to my departure, I realized I just had to pray and give these feeling of worry to God.
Being Blessed When Arriving Home
The day I arrived home, I had a doctor’s appointment by Skype. I had already sent a message to my doctor before the weekend that I was planning to go home. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to get in to do IV treatments since my decision to come home was so sudden, but I was praying for the best. What happened in the doctor’s appointment blew my mind: My doctor not only went out of his way to book me all the IV appointments I needed while I would be home, but also gifted me 5 free oxygen chamber treatments, which has a 500 dollar value. After that phone call, I started to cry tears of joy to my God. I knew that this could only have been done through prayer, and his hand. I knew in that moment I had made the right decision, and God was providing me with everything I needed while being home in the United States.
Reflecting on my Journey Coming Home