Good morning. I bring you greetings from my home to yours, on this
Wednesday, July 2, 2025. I've mentioned often about the long battle I have had dealing with diabetes. I typically have received the 'well controlled' comment from my doctor as it relates to trying to maintain my blood sugar numbers. As most know already that's not the entire story. Diabetes damages the body system. Keep up the good work but know that the enemy inside your body never sleeps or slumbers. And, therefore, along the way one begins to experience some of the territories the enemy has worked on. I have neuropathy in my feet. Thus far, it has, again, been pretty much controlled with medication, however, the tingling and the numbness is likely there to stay. Let me quickly add how appreciative I am for all the medical staff I have had along the way. They have all been very helpful. And, the medications. Thank God for His allowing all these new ways to treat diabetes to become a reality. That's basically how I have been able to maintain a semblance of management of my diabetes. Another area where the enemy likes to do a lot of damage is in the area of one's kidneys. Good control, keep up the good work, yet, today, I see a
nephrologist for the first time. Why? It's that steady knock that wears the rock and the filtration numbers from my blood work continues to show deterioration in kidney function. I think I see regularly four specialists and today I add number five. That's okay. I feel reasonably okay but as you know words mean something to me. My primary care physician's nurse called me after my blood work and said I should see this new doctor because I had reached a critical phase. If you look up that phrase, 'critical phase', you will find this is what it means from a medical standpoint: "In the context of health, the critical phase refers to a specific period, often around defervescence, where a patient's condition can rapidly deteriorate, potentially leading to severe illness." I know inquiring minds want to know about that word defervescence. It has to due with fever and I haven't had that particular malady yet. Okay. I did check out the doctor I am seeing today. I watched her video and noted that she is a Muslim and she does wear the head covering, called the Hijab. My thoughts. Simply put, she is a doctor. I am reminded of the comments made by the late, great, man of God, Dr. Adrian Rogers who said if he was faced with heart surgery and had to choose a Christian doctor who had a mediocre record or an Atheist doctor who had a sterling record of success, he would choose the Atheist every time. My wife is going with me because she wants hear what the doctor says. She usually doesn't go with me, but, the 'critical phase' dialogue has piqued both her interest and her concern. At my age, I suppose I might as well get used to having a care taker along with me. Ha!
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My designated caretaker and her sister. |
We have done what most people do. Me. And, her. We searched out any and all information provided out on that great information highway, the internet. The 'D' word came up quite often. Dialysis. I don't begin to think that I am anywhere near needing that type of treatment, but, we will see. My doctors and her doctors as well are unanimous in telling all their patients to please not draw conclusions from what one finds on the internet. Enough about all of that. We will see what we will see and I suppose we will know about it at that time. That was a long opening paragraph, but, I needed to keep up my word count because I have fallen behind. That's a joke but I always remind you of what my grandfather, Paw Paw Mac, used to say about me talking too much. "Son, I was afraid you were not coming up for air." I sometimes say something to the wife about folks we have visited and I noted how much they talked. She almost always says that I need not fear because the way she saw it I got in plenty of licks myself. Thanks dear for the encouragement. Ha! You can pray for me if you like but be reminded there are so many others who are in great need today. We should pray, always, without ceasing. (1 Thessalonians 5:17) I am sure, if I remember, I will let y'all know how it goes. Ha! and may God bless us all.
Amen.
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