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My testimony started in July of 2021, when on July 4th I suddenly had severe abdominal pains that were not resolving with over-the-counter pain medications. I ended up in the ER and after 8 hours in the ER with all kinds of tests, they found nothing and send me back home, saying it looked like I might have a ruptured cyst and just to take pain meds and the pain would go away within a few days. This severe pain however lasted almost 8 weeks and the doctors could not figure out what was causing it. It eventually went away, and I was back to normal. Around the same time, the Holy Spirit through the vessels at my church, Open Door Community Tabernacle, spoke to me and said not to worry about the sickness and not to let the sickness prevent me from serving the Lord. He also said that He will encamp around me and that He will cross the river for me, and that all will be well and He said, "That's my promise to you". I didn’t understand at that time what He meant because I was feeling ok by then. 

On February 19th, 2022, I started feeling sick towards the evening. My stomach was initially very upset and seems like I couldn’t keep anything down. I also had fever and chills and the same severe abdominal pains from the year before were back and they seemed even worse than the first time.  I called my pastor, bro Edmond, who was away on a missionary trip and he prayed with me over the phone together with some of the believers he had around him. His prayer was very specific. He said please Lord, let them find out what is causing my sister to be sick and take care of the problem once and for all. I went to the Emergency room and got admitted to hospital because my white blood count (WBC) and inflammation markers (CRP) were so high. They also found through the CT scan and MRI that I had some abscesses and a mass in my pelvis. I was started on IV antibiotics but by the second day the WBC and CRP levels had gone up by the thousands. They added two more antibiotics running 24/7 but the infection was just getting worse by the numbers. The pain was also so severe I couldn’t even tolerate clear liquids, so I was just on IV antibiotics and IV narcotics continuously. The doctors said the IV antibiotics were not working so I needed laparoscopic surgery to drain the abscesses and determine what the mass was and therefore I had to be transferred to a different hospital that had an oncologist. They suspected the mass might be cancer. The hospital where I was to be transferred to had no open beds and therefore I stayed at the current hospital for another 4 days, continuing on antibiotics and pain management. At this time, the pain meds were not helping, and infection continued to grow. The narcotics they were giving me were just to help me sleep to avoid the pain because the pain was so bad, nothing was helping. I was so weak at this point; I could feel my life slipping away. But I knew the believers were praying for me and I held onto the faith.

Finally, I was transferred to the other hospital. One doctor came in and examined me and said she will discuss with the team and schedule a surgery in a day or two to drain the abscess. Then another surgeon came in a little later (She was not even supposed to be there but God had scheduled her to be there because I needed her, as you will see later). She is the chief of the

oncology and gynecology department (Gynonc as they call it). She did a very thorough assessment and said to me, and said you need surgery right away or else you will die. You are a very sick woman. She said she was going to move her other surgeries around and she will have me scheduled for surgery in about 2 hours. It happened very fast. I called my pastor again and

the assistant pastor and some believers and told them I was going in for surgery and they all prayed with me. During surgery, based on what the doctor told my sister, Nadege. when she called her afterwards, they found some of my organs were infected so severely they were stuck to each other, and the doctors tried to separate them to save them, but they couldn’t and had to remove them. What was amazing is this doctor knew there was something causing this extensive infection and she went looking for it. She found it cocooned and hiding behind some other organs and she said that that cocoon would have never been found by a regular surgeon or doctor but because of her extensive experience, she knew an infection this severe had a specific source somewhere and she went hunting for it and took it all out. She states that this cocoon had been forming over time and was just releasing infection toxin into my body slowly and it was a time bomb, that if had not been removed would have killed me eventually. They had missed it the previous year when they said it looked like a raptured cyst.

Remember my pastor's prayer? That the source of the infection be found and removed once and for all? Notice also that I stayed at the other hospital for all those days, near death because this particular doctor was not available. God had to line up everything to make it work out perfectly.

Remember the promise he made the previous year through a vessel, that He would cross the river for me and encamp around me in my sickness. He fulfilled His word perfectly. Also, the masses that they had noted on the CT scans were found to be non-cancerous by God’s grace. It was just from the inflammation. The doctor also said that there was a huge abscess right next to my spine and she was surprised that my back had not had any issues prior to the surgery. To God be all the praise, for His Amazing Grace, that He saw it fit to spare my life to testify of His goodness. And for His promise that in all things we are not alone and that He fights our battles for us. I shall not die but live to declare the works of the Lord. 

- Sister Mercy Mutonyi