Joy Comes In The Morning: How My Recent Health Scare Changed My Perspective

  Are you happy?

Last week, I caught up with an old friend I haven’t talked to in a while. Each time we talk, the conversation always turns to my health. But this time was slightly different. After I briefly told him how I was doing as far as my health is concerned, he came back with an interesting follow up question.

“Are you happy?” he asked.

It seems like I get asked that particular question all of the time. My knee-jerk reaction was to say, “Of course,” and that’s exactly what I did. But I never took the time to think about if I was really happy, until two weeks ago.

Mother’s Day weekend last year marked a pivotal moment in my very short life – my health scare. A few months before, I started taking hormone therapy as a solution to treat my uterine fibroids and ovarian cysts. It was even used as a diagnostic tool for suspected endometriosis which I address in my previous blog post: Joy Comes in the Morning: My Battle with Fibroids, Ovarian Cysts and Endometriosis.

I thought hormone therapy would be easy in comparison to the emergency room visits, biopsies and a ruptured cyst. In the beginning, I had a few side effects which included hot flashes, night sweats, memory loss and headaches, but within a week, the side effects became progressively worse. The headaches turned into debilitating migraines and the pain was so magnificent, it’s literally indescribable.

It was not until my mom found me in my room unresponsive is when we learned the side effects from the hormone therapy started to affect my brain function. I underwent a spinal tap procedure. Soon after, I began to leak spinal fluid. I soon lost my vision; my balance and I developed a spinal headache, which surpassed the pain of any migraine in the world. All I remember is my mother rushing me to the hospital and everything went black.

I thought about that question my friend asked as I replayed that weekend over and over again in my head. It became hard for me to accept what happened, especially when there was no solution in sight. I was literally healthy at one point and all of a sudden life changed for me in a second. I could accept if my situation was preventable or if it was something I did, because that meant I could have some level of control. But God quickly showed me the true meaning of trust. The one thing I do know is my health scare changed me for the better.

There is unspeakable joy I get when I think about how I felt when I thought joy was unattainable. I felt like Oprah having one of her infamous full circle moments. From the furniture arrangements to the blankets I slept with on the floor, everything remained the same when I had my health scare last year. And it just so happened to be Mother’s Day weekend. Time was repeating itself.

The only thing noticeably different was me. Then I realized somehow I was granted a second chance. God took me to the end of the earth and brought me back wiser and stronger than ever. Without even noticing, I developed a new zest for life. A certain part of me died during my health scare and now there is something in me being reborn. I went from traveling through a tunnel that kept getting darker and darker not knowing if the end was near. The further I traveled, the more alone I became, and when no one could find a solution, I saw God walking with me.

There is truly a blessing within the blows of adversity. It’s an opportunity to show what you’re truly made of. It’s an opportunity to pull yourself up by your boot straps and conquer the fear of starting over. It’s really a wonder to feel like my old self again, but I know I will never be the same.

What about you? What types of adversity did you overcome? Did it change you for the better? Was it a blessing? Click on the post and comment below! Be candid in your response!



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Jennifer Branison

Who knew taking a simple Journalism class in high school would lead to the start of a career full of endless possibilities? Jennifer Branison is a Writer, Producer and Content Creator. She is certainly not one who waits for future opportunities. She creates them. Through her work with award-winning companies such as: BET Networks, CBS-affiliate WTOC-TV and WSSJ, she has developed excellent skills needed to thrive in the ever-changing world of media. With the creation of her new blog Candid Commentary, Jennifer muses daily about her experiences with topics ranging from women’s health to pop culture.

3 thoughts on “Joy Comes In The Morning: How My Recent Health Scare Changed My Perspective

  1. Thank you for telling your story. I have not necessarily had a health scare but more of life changes. I lost my dad in December 2009, my freshmen year of undergrad, this could not have been more difficult. I suppose I will tell the story of what happened to really understand its impact that it had and still has. It was winter break and I was at my Dad’s house for the weekend. It was a Saturday, December 19th, and I was about to head out with friends. I went to wake up my Dad to take me to get something to eat, but he did not wake up. There was screaming (from me), and calling my Mom and 911. 911 arrived first and told me that he was gone. Eventually my Mom arrived and they told her the news as well. Then we had the absolutely unpleasant task of calling my Dad’s family (his two older brothers, their spouses, and my cousins). Definitely never something that I would want to relive ever. I still have not been inside His house unless absolutely necessary. This tested me greatly. I had to make the decision to go back to school or take time off. I knew that I had to make the right choice for me. I had to go to school for my Dad. I had to really decide, what would He want me to do? So even though I struggles, cried, was depressed, and sometimes could not leave my bed. I fought to the finish line. Every day slowly, very slowly helped to put time and space between that moment and me. I would not say it was blessing but it definitely made me stronger and a fighter. I had no idea how strong I was until that moment. strength during adversity for sure. You never know how to survive things until you have to sometimes.

  2. Wow! Thank you for sharing. I cannot even imagine the idea of losing a parent, especially so suddenly. Perspective is all about seeing the blessing through your adversity. It’s all about seeing and recognizing God’s power working through you. At least you know the true definition of who God is by seeing how he brought you through losing your dad. And not many people can truly say that. I know healing takes time and seeing the other side of a storm doesn’t happen overnight, so I will continue to pray for you. Change is the only constant in life, and I’m so glad you let your form of adversity change you for the better.

  3. […] I accepted that I was sick. I accepted that it would be a long time before I could actually feel like myself again.  For two years it seemed Mother Nature had a personal vendetta against me. Every month she would rise up in a tortuous rage and each time I would try to get up, she would knock me down. At the age of 23, I was diagnosed with uterine fibroids, several ovarian cysts and endometriosis at the same time.  Words could not express my physical and emotional pain. To learn more about my journey, click here and here. […]

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