Big Blue Water
For a couple of years, I worked in software development. After three years, I was assigned the task of upgrading the ERP system from Unix to Windows. The company was a young company– in business 13 years – and were running the same ERP system that was purchased when the company was new – so this was a major upgrade planned over a two year period.
After about 18 months into it, in the spring of 2002, I got sick. I had fevers off and on, cramps, my legs randomly quit working for no reason … and then I woke up one morning hemorrhaging. I went to the doctor right away and was diagnosed with a growth on my uterus which had grown through the wall – bleeding into my internal organs. I was scheduled for surgery two days later.
The plan was that I would be in surgery about 2 hours – in recovery for 3 hours – in the hospital 3 days – and off work six weeks.
Back at work, I had two days to hand off the ERP upgrade to others at the company and get my affairs in order.
The day that I went in for surgery, I was delusional from the fever and my blood count was so high that they were not comfortable doing the surgery. Not doing the surgery, however, was not an option. So they did it with a saddle block. I barely remember talking to the doctor before the surgery. I was in recovery three days. In the hospital a week. Off work three months.
After the surgery (a complete abdominal hysterectomy), I had severe emotional/hormonal issues and was unable to sleep at night (I still only sleep 2-4 hours at a time).
I went back to work on the 16th of August – our go-live date was September 1st. I had two weeks to take control of the project and get things on track. After the go-live, I automated procedures, documented the system, and trained people throughout the company how to use and maintain it.
Needless to say, 2002 was a very very stressful year.
On the 11th of November, I woke up in the morning –stressed about the job – had just had a dream about it – and said to my husband that “no one should have to go through this much stress for a job”. At the moment that I said it, I had a “premonition” that in six weeks I would not have to worry about it anymore.
Six weeks to the day later – On December 16th – I was let go. “Not a good fit” (after five years of employment with the company).
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What a wonderful and inspiring story! I believe God always has a plan for us ... sometimes it just takes a bit longer than we want ... but of course, it’s always in His perfect timing. I’ve had many trials in my life, yet God has provided every step of the way. We just have to be patient and trust. A friend described ‘waiting’ on God to me as thinking of a parade. Standing on the street we can only see what’s right before us. But if we were like God and could see the entire parade, we’d know what was coming. God only allows us to see part of the parade ... or story of our life ... so we can trust Him for the rest. Beautiful story ... thank you for sharing!