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Jumping Ahead

When you are used to being active and involved in everything, being sidelined is almost a fate worse than death. So you can imagine my anticipation and eagerness after a corrective surgery to get back on my feet and get back in the game. Oops, a little too soon and a little too fast.

The good news is that the evil adhesion mass has been removed and once I fully recover from the surgery, look out world here I come! I’ve longed to do so much that my hunger and thirst for it drove me harder, faster, more – and just a little bit of overdoing it.

There are things I’ve promised myself – no more sitting around and doing nothing! Getting out and doing things again and saying yes to more invitations. But I’ve come to realize that being sidelined has an impact on more than your physical ability. It creates new habits, new routines, new ways of doing things. I’ve already faced a couple of situations where activity was available, but the habit of staying home and drawing into myself reared its ugly head and sometimes won out.

The biggest battle I face now may no longer be physical pain, but the kind of life I accepted while I was in so much pain and whether or not to continue coasting along. God give me strength to no longer find coasting along as acceptable!

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Choice

There is a program called Creation Health. I like their approach to the various aspects of health when the C in Creation Health stands for Choice. That’s right – choice is a part of your health.

I have a relative by marriage that just had surgery to remove a diseased eye. This eye became diseased due to several factors, including smoking. After the surgery, I’m sad to say, this relative is still choosing to smoke. But it is their choice.

Do our choices have an impact on others? Absolutely! What choices are you making?

 

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A New Pair of Glasses

I feel like one of those detectives assigned to the cold case room. These unresolved cases sit for 25 years or more and now a new team of detectives goes back and takes a second look, utilizing the technology and modern crime solving techniques that weren’t available when the case went cold. I am a cold case detective and the incidents I’m trying to resolve are my own. Twenty-five years ago, they didn’t make any sense, but with modern technology and a new pair of glasses, I’m back on the case!

I’m not alone in my detective work. I’ve got a great team. My husband is the IT man of the team. Not only does he keep all the technology working smoothly, he also willingly buries himself into critical research. The team would be nothing without him. I am the main witness, trying to solve my own case and it was one of my doctors that was responsible for giving me the “new set of glasses.” With my diagnosis of Crohn’s Disease, I now had a new reference point for examining all of the data and evidence.

The first mystery dates back to 1982, where the case might have turned out differently, had modern testing and medical knowledge been available at the time. The crime scene – your every day small town hospital operating room. The innocent bystanders were the doctors and nurses who performed the routine appendectomy on me, only to find it wasn’t necessary. They followed the clues the best they could, but the trail went mysteriously cold. They faced a difficult challenge though, once in and bothered, the appendix can become a problem, so it was removed.

My case was once confused with mountain sickness. The evil professor of pain came back to torture me while I was in Leadville, Colorado for an international youth campout. For those of you who don’t know, Leadville sits higher than Denver. It was easy for the detectives at the time to attribute my case to this little Oklahoma girl being out of her element and succumbing to mountain sickness. It was an open and shut case, so they thought, back in the summer of 1985. Only when reviewing the evidence with the new pair of glasses do I see the correlation between the two.

Back in those Oklahoma hills where I belonged, the evil professor of pain pulled out all of his stops. It was a good thing we were far from Leadville, the good detectives there might be embarrassed to see how they had missed this case. My new detectives made a courageous decision – we won’t know unless we take risks and stake out the territory. My mother signed the papers giving them permission to do their surveillance. After a long incision, removal of 18 inches of colon for evidence and weeks of recovery from the stake out, the case was considered closed. They found the damaged colon and removed it. No further investigation was necessary.

It was a severe blow to the evil professor of pain, so he laid low for some time. He must have had a great underground network. He would make appearances from time to time, just so I wouldn’t forget about him and get too complacent. But for more than 20 years, he left me mostly alone. This is when the big mistake happened. Another criminal came on the scene and he was easily vanquished and sent packing with a straight shot of NSAID‘s. Little did we know that the evil professor of pain grew stronger and bolder when NSAID’s were in use. All too soon he made a comeback.

With my new set of glasses, I now can easily spot the trail of the evil professor of pain and try to beat him at his own game. All these mysteries of the past and many more make sense when I see how they were all linked together. Now the case is wide open. We know we have the suspect and we are working on apprehending him before he can cause any more damage. The case is also being shared with other detectives. Perhaps they too have had a cold case that looks similar to mine. By sharing my detective story, I hope to help other detectives in their efforts to stop the dastardly deeds of the evil professor of pain.

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