Showing posts with label #MEDICALFAILURE. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #MEDICALFAILURE. Show all posts

Thursday, December 9, 2021

Holier Than Thou!


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Romans 14:10 Good News Translation

10 You then, who eat only vegetables—why do you pass judgment on others? And you who eat anything—why do you despise other believers? All of us will stand before God to be judged by him.

 

Mom hated meat of any form. She had grown up a vegetarian, and by default she brought her family up as vegetarians. She and Dad had a prenuptial contract: Dad would never ask her to cook meat for him, and Dad could bring home guests anytime he wanted to.

Over their early married years Mom started to grow warts on her hands. She would show them to doctors and they would joke about her playing with frogs—but nothing they did cured her. She became very self-conscious about shaking hands with people. No one knew what might have caused them on her. Eventually she had well over twenty warts on one hand some fifteen on the other. Many of them were very big.

Several people suggested to her that if she ate meat, the warts might go away. Mom didn’t believe them. She knew that there are plenty or meat eaters who also have warts, so she poopooed the idea.

Our family were missionaries in Africa and we had our first furlough back to the States in 1946 and 1947. On our way back to Africa we took the SS Vink, a Norwegian cargo ship from New York to Lobito Bay, Angola. There were only four families, all returning missionaries to Africa that were passengers on board. Being a cargo ship there was a limited range of food available.

“I think I’ll try eating meat, since our diet is so limited on board here.” Mom said. And for three weeks she ate a heavy meat diet—and hated every meal. However, by the time she got to Africa, the warts had begun to shrink. So for the next six weeks after reaching home in Africa, she continued to eat meat. The warts all shrank and disappeared, and never returned. Mom switched back to a vegetarian diet for the rest of her life. The warts never returned.

Good Adventists in most countries are also vegetarians. Mom got a lot of criticism from her fellow Adventists for eating meat. She would explain that 1. She hates meat; and 2. She ate it only to take away the warts. They would reply, with a superior look in their self-righteous eyes, “Yes, people will find any excuse to eat meat!”

As a matter of interest, Mom died when she was 66 years old. Dad married again. His second wife also cooked vegetarian meals. Dad died at almost 101 years of age. Both of his wives predeceased him.

Lord, preserve us from judging others by our own perceived standards of righteousness.

 




[1] https://www.abelandcole.co.uk/veggie-christmas-feast-box-organic 

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Win Some, Lose Some, Ever Forward
















Psalm 138:7
New Living Translation (NLT)
Though I am surrounded by troubles,
    you will protect me from the anger of my enemies.
You reach out your hand,
    and the power of your right hand saves me.

For four months now I have been suffering with a headache when I’m not lying down. This appears to be the result of my bout with West Nile Virus (WNV). The hospital did several lumbar punctures to diagnose the disease. After seeing numerous doctors who were simply clueless as to how to solve the issue, I was finally referred to Dr Olivo, a neurologist.

When I described my symptoms to him, his eyes lit up, and he said, “It’s undoubtedly a cerebrospinal fluid leak (CSF) at a lumbar puncture site.” I had come to the same conclusion after reading the Internet. Apparently the fact that the headache and other symptoms disappear when I lie down is characteristic of a CSF leak.

Dr Olivo went right to work to get the various preliminary tests done and then get me into the hospital to have the patch done. Results are supposed to be immediate, so the patch is an outpatient procedure. The radiologist who administered the patch had me lie down for a half hour afterwards and then had me get up and dress. Of course he inquired if I felt better.

I walked around a bit, somewhat bewildered. The room swayed from left to right as I turned my head. I needed to hold onto something in order to walk straight. My entire head ached from my shoulders on up. Not only was I not better, I was also a lot worse.

There was the hope that it would clear up over time. That hope never materialized. I was sorely disappointed but not discouraged or depressed. By chance I had read the promise in the verse above the very morning of the procedure. I sensed as I read the promise that I might need its comfort that very day, though I certainly hoped not.

God has brought me through alive from the very deadly WNV after 9 weeks in hospital and rehab. There are some lingering areas where I haven’t fully recovered besides the CSF leak. The literature suggests that healing from the WNV usually takes at least a year. So I have a while to go yet.

Thank You, Lord, for the promise that Your mighty right hand will save me in the very midst of my troubles.

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