MESSENGER - Evangelical Mennonite Conference
MESSENGER - Evangelical Mennonite Conference
MESSENGER - Evangelical Mennonite Conference
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This is why we are<br />
part of a Christian<br />
community!<br />
by Cheryl Braun<br />
My physician had been telling me for years<br />
that I had bipolar disorder, but it was not<br />
until November 2007 that it was officially<br />
diagnosed.<br />
I was in a deep depression. I would go to bed with<br />
my kids at 8 p.m. and sometimes sooner.<br />
I was trying to get through each day, counting the<br />
minutes and seconds until I could go to bed.<br />
During that time, I received news that my best<br />
friend had been diagnosed with a cancerous brain<br />
tumour. It was devastating!<br />
Undiagnosed<br />
I had dealt with depression for many years, not<br />
knowing what it was. Having three children in three<br />
years and having endometriosis with pain each month<br />
was a lot to handle.<br />
I had dealt with depression for<br />
many years, not knowing what<br />
it was. Having three children in<br />
three years and having endome-<br />
triosis with pain each month<br />
was a lot to handle.<br />
A doctor put me on anti-depressants after my<br />
second child, which seemed to help somewhat.<br />
When I became pregnant with our third child, I was<br />
devastated, thinking the medication would cause birth<br />
defects, but our baby was born healthy.<br />
Because of endometriosis and my being on pain<br />
medication, it was recommended I have a hysterectomy.<br />
When my baby was seven months old, I had surgery<br />
that put me out of commission for two months.<br />
I was constantly thinking, “You made the wrong<br />
decision. You’re going to get breast cancer. You cannot<br />
have any more children.’’ I thought about my funeral<br />
and all I wanted to do was sleep.<br />
My children had to come to my bed when they<br />
needed anything. I would get what they needed and go<br />
back to bed.<br />
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