I had been sick for 2 years. I was taking around 20 pills a day for my stomach. My doctor just told me it was diverticulitis. Like it wasn't serious.

In 2016, My husband Russell, talked me into getting an appointment with a gastrologist. Which took me months to get in. So I had went to a bigger hospital, in Knoxville, TN. And the doctor on staff told me nothing to worry about.

I knew I was sick, just didn't care if I lived or died, I new I would win either way. It was just so discouraging, that no medical professional took an interest in my condition, like it wasn't nothing to be concerned about, like it was a figment of my imagination.

In September of 2016, I have my specialist appointment. My new doctor was upset, because of all the medication I was on, that had nothing to do with my stomach. The doctor said it was a miracle that I was in my right mind, and hadn't lost use of my kidneys.

So my specialist takes me off all of my medication.

Due to the medications, I had lost so much of my hair, and my hair was down to my waist.

While I was at the specialist, he arranged for me to have a colonoscopy the following week.

So I had the colonoscopy that following Friday.

The specialist told me, that he will know more when he gets the results back.

The Sunday after the colonoscopy, I was praying for our leaders, and I experienced this leap and joy in my heart. And I turned and said to my husband. "I just had this leap in my heart and joy, I am going to run for President of the United States!" Why limit God! He can do anything! My husband said, "Ok."

So I had another really good week, with my health.

On September 30th, my husband was dropping me off at work, and we usually pray, before I go in. As we were praying, I was feeling really sick, and I thanked the Lord for the really good week, but today, I wasn't feeling to good.

Later on that morning the Specialist nurse called me and said that I had "Colitis"

And the nurse said if I start throwing up, to head to the ER.

Around 10:00 pm, I started throwing poop out of mouth!

I didn't think I was going to stop throwing up.

So my husband grabs some garbage bags, to take with us, for me to throw up in.

We head to Chattanooga TN, to the ER, same building my Specialist is at.

After having several test, and mri, and cat scans, and seeing multiple doctors.

The main doctor comes to the ER, and told me that he is not going to send me home, that if he did, I would be dead within the week. And that I needed surgery, and if I made it through the surgery, the best I could hope for, is to wear a bag for the rest of my life.  Me and husband both cried, and my husband called our sons, to let them know, that their mom, is sick, and might night make through the surgery.

This was a Friday night. The pumped me full of  antibiotics. To get me ready for surgery on October 4th, 2016.

The day before surgery, I seen 3 men sitting in chairs, all dressed in black, with black hair, on both sides of my bed. And a lady at the foot of my bed, also dressed in black, with black hair, and she was leaning back in her chair.

I looked to the left of me, and the man closest to me, said, "How are you doing Ms. Rouse"? I turned my head to the right, and the man closest to me, on that side, had a heavy book, fixing to put it on my oxygen tube. And I turned to my left again, and the man that asked me how I was doing, had his pointer finger over my belly, with a black drop fixing to fall from it. I yelled, "You all don't work here! Get out! And they were gone that instant!!!

I had the surgery the next day, and the first thing I did when I woke up, was check to see if I had a bag, and I didn't! The doctor told me I was a miracle. He said he had never seen this before, but like 5 inches of my colon had turned hard like rock. So they ended up removing around 18 inches of my colon.

The sad thing is, Diverticulitis kills, just like any kind of cancer, disease, injury etc. And it was made lightly. October 4th was suppose to have been my last day on earth. But Jesus Christ has other plans for me.

Thank you for reading my MIRACLE!