A dark and painful secret. A debilitating drama. An unending torment. At the beginning of Janet Kabanda’s journey, life seemed good and the prospects looked bright. She was an intelligent young girl with great hopes for the future. However, the all-too cruel hands of fate clenched her destiny, twisting and distorting it, presenting her with the stigma of bedwetting. At age eight, the problem started. Janet suddenly found herself unable to control her urine both day and night. Instantly, the signs showed. Her grades went down, her confidence levels dropped and her joy diminished. Her parents transferred her to a day school where her academic performance continued to deteriorate and she had to even repeat some classes. They could not find a logical explanation for their daughter’s poor performances; unknown to them, Janet was living in shame each and every day.
As a young girl still, depression began to set in with the knowledge that she was the only one in her family suffering from bedwetting. She had to carry a plastic bag and put it on the bed so that the mattress would not get wet or she would keep herself awake hoping that she would go to the toilet before she slept. Seeing her downcast state and wanting to motivate her, her family sponsored her to study in the US. When she arrived, she thought the bedwetting would stop but it continued and even affected her psychologically and she started experiencing setbacks in ways she could not understand. It affected her psychologically, socially, academically. Deep down, she knew something was seriously wrong. Booking to see a personal doctor in the USA, she explained the problem and was given various tablets but nothing helped. Instead, the bedwetting seemed to increase all the more as she got older.
Eventually, she married and had two children but the marriage was constantly on edge and eventually collapsed. Her husband could not understand her secretive ways and began suspecting her of unfaithfulness. Unbeknown to him, she was bent on concealing her life-long secret. She told him that she was from a royal family and that royal women do not sleep in the same bed or room as their husbands. It was all a guise, a pitiful façade. Frustrated, her husband left her.
Janet had the habit of carrying a large hand bag, not because of fashion or style but just to keep a spare change of clothes in case of any embarrassing accident. She could not stay at people’s houses and became a loner, secluded and secretive.
After 43 years of this scourge, it had become normal life to Janet and she could not imagine living without it. A client of hers and family member however, advised her that there was light at the end of the tunnel. They referred her to The SCOAN. She began watching Emmanuel TV and that that kindled her faith.
After a dream which pointed her to the direction of visiting a ‘mountain’, by the grace of God, she visited The SCOAN and received the Morning Water, Stickers and Faith Bracelet. On her return, she ministered the Morning Water and prayed in faith in Jesus’ name. To her surprise, without any effort or stress, the bedwetting ceased instantly. With her healing came rest of mind and peace of heart. For the last six months, she has been living a normal life. “The angels wake me up at night”, said Janet with tears of joy in her eyes.
She advised parents to watch over their children and listen to their plights. “Trust in God and He will see you through. There is no situation, however long that Jesus cannot change”, concluded Janet.