Picture this: A lady in her early thirties with long brown, wavy hair. She stands over the sink rinsing out a cup. Her hair is fixed to the T, her make-up is applied so precise that her skin appears smooth and without blemish. Her finger nails polished a dark shade of pink to match her toe nails. She stands rinsing out a cup and all is peaceful and content in her world. She hears the garage door open and then close. Her husband has just walked into the house after a long day of hard work. He steps into the kitchen and places his keys, cell phone and water bottle onto the kitchen counter: all in silence.
Wife: Is it too hard to speak to me when you walk into the room?
Husband: Hello, are you having a good day?
Wife: Leave me alone!
And she storms out of the room, walks into her bedroom and slams the door behind her. Her husband stands alone in the empty kitchen confused as to what just happened. Does this sound like a familiar occurrence in your household? Unfortunately, the PMDD (Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder) was to blame.
It got to the point that I could not take the feelings of anger that enveloped me every month, always about 1 week before my menstrual cycle was due to begin. So, I went to my doctor (OBGYN) and talked with him about it. We decided to try YAZ. YAZ is a birth control pill that has been known to help the symptoms of PMDD. I began taking them that day and with about 2 weeks I noticed I started to feel a change. When my first period came, I was much more peaceful than before and not nearly as angry as I had been. As the months went on, I seemed to get better each month. One night, I was falling asleep watching TV and a commercial came on about YAZ. Apparently, there were lawsuits against the company because the pills were making people sick. The very next day, I awoke to blood clots in the toilet (and I did not have my period at that time). I decided to call the doctor right away and come off of the pills. And that is what I did.
Now, I was back to square one. I tried another form of birth control pills and they did not work one bit. At that point, I decided to come off all birth control pills. What was the sense of taking them when they were not helping the PMDD. I was a married woman, with a child, making a good living. So, other than not wanting to have another child at that time, there was no need for the pills. As I talked with my husband about coming off all birth control pills, he once again shared with me what the Bible says about me being sick. The Bible says in Isaiah 53:5 that by His stripes we WERE healed. Being a Christian woman for over 12 years, I knew this scripture well. I have had my hearing restored after being partially deaf; I had a tumor disappear from my kidney among other physical healings over the past years. So, why was this any different? I confessed that scripture over the PMDD that the doctor diagnosed me with. And I decided at that moment that I was going to believe God’s Word and not the doctor’s report. At that moment I knew that when Jesus died on the cross for me, He took my sickness, according to Isaiah 53:5.
That was over a year ago that my husband and I had that talk and I decided to believe that I was healed. As the months went on, the symptoms of the PMDD began to disappear. Every month they got less and less. Now, I am set free. Yes, I am healed! Those symptoms are gone and are no longer present in my body! Acts 10:34 tells us that God is not a respecter of persons. What He did for me, He will do for you. All we have to do is choose to believe His Word. It takes a bit of effort on our part too though. As we confess the Word and believe it, we also have to make an effort to overcome our symptoms. Each time I felt a desire to lash out and get upset, I had to stop myself and choose to stay calm.