In early February 2004, I was overjoyed when my wife announced that she was pregnant. However, we were disappointed when the doctor informed us that she couldn’t detect the heartbeat of the foetus.

From the 2nd visit to the doctor, it was obvious that the foetus wasn’t healthy as there was neither growth nor heartbeat. So the doctor advised that the pregnancy had to be terminated. My wife was saddened and simply refused to believe what the doctor had said. For the Lord had given her a vision; that this 3rd pregnancy was supposed to be twins. So, what was supposed to be our joy, had now turned into disappointment.

As the ‘unhealthy’ foetus would endanger my wife’s life if prolonged much further, we agreed to the doctor’s suggestion and prepared for the abortion. This unwise decision was to become our biggest mistake ever made. For along with it, came also the spirit of death.

After the abortion, the bleeding continued. My wife felt drowsy and nauseatic, there was still a slight pain in her belly. A week passed, the bleeding continued and the pain became more intense. We decided to return to the specialist and upon the medical check-up, the specialist informed that everything was fine and told us not to worry so much, but cautioned my wife to relax more and preferably to lie down.

Towards the second week, the pain in her belly was excruciating. The bleeding had not stopped completely. The bulging of her belly was prominent. Again, we consulted the specialist to express our worries and requested for another scan. The scan showed clearly that the womb was ‘clean’ and everything inside her was intact and normal. So the doctor prescribed some medication for my wife and told us to return the following week for a routine check-up.

Then on Sunday 29 Feb, we were at Tanjong Malim for a dinner gathering. Suddenly, my wife experienced a sharp and piercing pain in her belly. Her face turned pale white and cold sweat was oozing all over her body. She started to vomit and her whole body was wet with sweat and sighing in pain. As I rushed her to the hospital, fear gripped me and I cried out to God for help.

At the Government clinic, there wasn’t any doctor available except for a couple of nurses. Hence, upon medical examination, the nurse exclaimed that my wife’s blood pressure was dangerously low. Therefore it was suggested that my wife be transferred to the Slim River Hospital, where the facilities would be more advanced and more experienced doctors would be available. Moreover, my wife needed immediate blood transfusion, as her condition was unstable due to excessive blood loss.

I rang up our KL specialist and related the whole incident to her. The specialist requested that I send my wife back to her clinic instead. So I informed the nurse of my decision. But the nurses told me that I would have to send my wife to KL personally and they would not be held responsible should there be any complications arise. But, if we decide to go to the Slim River Hospital, then they would accompany my wife and to cope with any emergency needs. They further added that, though the choice was still mine, they strongly recommended that I send my wife to the Slim River Hospital. I was in a dilemma and confused. I nodded as the fear inside me was building up.

On arrival at Slim River Hospital, the doctor immediately gave her the necessary treatment and gave her a penicillin jab to reduce the pain. I sent out multiple messages (SMS) requesting prayers to uphold my wife. That whole night was filled with fear and anxiety as my wife groaned in pain.

The next morning, before scanning, blood samples and urine were again taken from my wife for analysis. Later, the doctor called me to inform that my wife was pregnant. How could that be possible?

The doctor made known to me the scanner findings revealed that the foetus was not in the uterus but in the fallopian tube. The foetus had developed and caused the tube to rupture, resulting the unnecessary trauma. I couldn’t believe my ears and as I recalled my wife’s vision about the twins, depression overcame me. It was only then, that I realized that neither of us had sought the Lord for His guidance. We indeed lacked wisdom. I repented for my mistake and asked the Lord for forgiveness, mercy and direction.

A surgery was needed to rectify the fallopian tube and to remove the foetus and to clean up the womb. But, there wasn’t any skilled surgeon to handle the special operation. Again I was lost for words when the doctors informed that they would have to further transfer my wife to the Kinta Hospital for the required operation. The operation had to be carried out without delay to stop the internal bleeding caused by the ruptured tube.

After some consultation, she was sent to the Selayang Hospital, KL instead. All along the way to KL, I could not deny the fact that the siren of the ambulance sent chills down my whole body.

At the Selayang Hospital, my wife was rushed into the operation theatre. I was informed by the surgeon that due to the delay in discovering the ectopic pregnancy, the fallopian tube was totally damaged hence the need for the immediate operation.

After the operation, her breathing was abnormal as her lung was ‘flooded’ with excess fluid due to the overdose of drip and blood transfusion. The doctors made two small incisions on both sides of my wife’s neck and inserted tiny tubes into them to measure and to monitor the fluid in her lungs.

The doctor noticed that the recent surgery had failed to stop the internal bleeding and therefore had proposed a 2nd operation. My heart ‘sank’ when I heard the doctor’s remark. I sent out ‘SMS’ again, notifying my brothers and sisters in Christ, of the intended operation and to uphold my wife in prayers.

I was still praying when a brother in Christ rang me, and comforted me not to worry. He said that surgery would not be necessary as in their combined prayers, he saw a vision of a wall, and that wall gave way and collapsed due to their fervent prayers. The wall represented the surgery, and the collapsed wall indicated a victory. Therefore by faith, I claimed victory for my wife by responding with the word, ‘Amen.’ By the grace of God, later the surgeon came to inform that the second operation was not necessary, as the internal bleeding had finally ceased. Hallelujah, praise the Lord.

However, my wife’s breathing deteriorated. Her jerking became more intense and she lapsed into semi-conscious state. The doctor ordered her to be transferred to the ‘Critical Care Unit (CCU). All of a sudden, everything seemed dark and empty again. With little faith or none at all, I rang my sister and informed her that I might be losing my wife. Instead, my sister rebuked me and prayed for us.

Towards the 2nd day in CCU, the doctor told me to be prepared for the worst, as my wife condition was not improving. Even with the breathing aid, she was not responding well and if her condition continued to deteriorate, the doctor would have to insert a tube into her lungs to assist her breathing. It might cause further lung damage, which would lead to more complications and even death. For a moment, I was lost for words and started to claim healing for my wife.

On the 3rd day in CCU, God divinely sent two brothers in Christ, to pray for my wife. One of them was a church pastor. As the pastor entered the room, my wife slowly regained her consciousness. It was only a few weeks later, that the pastor revealed to me how God had spoken to him, that when he come to pray for my wife, she would wake up from her semi-consciousness state. (Thank you Jesus, my God and Savior.)

By the 4th day, my wife showed signs of improvement, and she was out of the CCU. The doctor who had spoken negatively over my wife was amazed at her speedy recovery. A few days later, my wife was discharged from the hospital. I praise and thank God for His deliverance and His restoration of life back to my wife. To God Be The Glory.

Lesson learnt: Let us seek God and ask for His mercy that He will bless us with wisdom in all that we do. Pray that He will gives us a discerning heart and let us cast all our cares upon Him and trust Him for deliverance and restoration. In times of trials and tribulations, let us be mindful not to believe in what we see, but rather believe in what God can do for us.