During the pandemic evil is at work and God is at work. Since I believe God has a purpose for everything, now we are granted the time to consider all the things we have learned. Of the bad we see despair and anxiety, loss and sorrow, riots and destruction. But of the good there is hope, unexpected good, kind, and loving deeds, fortitude, creativity, and even peace. Most still have shelter, enough food and light.
I am thankful that our One Healthy Life office is open again and even that it is part-time. Many of our clients still feel positive even with some health struggles. Some have healed. I marvel at one man who from time to time still has mild flare-ups of Lyme, works long, and has easy laughter. A merry heart doeth good like medicine.
It’s been a year since I had my bout with Lyme. Mer said I wasn’t unconscious but there are many days I have no memory of. When I finally got off the ventilator and woke up the first thing I said was “Birthday.” I saw my daughter and said I was sorry I couldn’t celebrate her birthday with her. She sweetly said seeing my eyes opened up was birthday enough for her. (How being sedated and unaware did I know it was her birthday?).
The odd upside of that was while being in another hospital for PT and OT, I heard my brother was diagnosed with myotonic dystrophy. Genetic, and all the little annoying pre-lyme physical symptoms I had, made sense. A syndrome. Mer said I was a poster child. It was a nurse practitioner who petitioned the neurologist to have the DNA test for that. Positive. Healed of Lyme and now this? This happens to other people, not me! Hard to have a merry heart at first but at least I understand and have learned to cope with some limitations. It’s genetic, so not my fault. My family and friends still love me. I still have value. I have oils. I am Able with the help of Cane.
My brother Ben by the way had late born son (infertility is one symptom some with myotonic dystrophy). He was named Samuel Issac – because he was prayed for and brought laughter. He’s 3 now and just diagnosed with the dystrophy. Suddenly those who were critical of Ben are sorry – they did not understand. He did the best he could. Samuel is a beautiful child and I pray that he will live long and not suffer.
I am thankful that our One Healthy Life office is open again and even that it is part-time. Many of our clients still feel positive even with some health struggles. Some have healed. I marvel at one man who from time to time still has mild flare-ups of Lyme, works long, and has easy laughter. A merry heart doeth good like medicine.
It’s been a year since I had my bout with Lyme. Mer said I wasn’t unconscious but there are many days I have no memory of. When I finally got off the ventilator and woke up the first thing I said was “Birthday.” I saw my daughter and said I was sorry I couldn’t celebrate her birthday with her. She sweetly said seeing my eyes opened up was birthday enough for her. (How being sedated and unaware did I know it was her birthday?).
The odd upside of that was while being in another hospital for PT and OT, I heard my brother was diagnosed with myotonic dystrophy. Genetic, and all the little annoying pre-lyme physical symptoms I had, made sense. A syndrome. Mer said I was a poster child. It was a nurse practitioner who petitioned the neurologist to have the DNA test for that. Positive. Healed of Lyme and now this? This happens to other people, not me! Hard to have a merry heart at first but at least I understand and have learned to cope with some limitations. It’s genetic, so not my fault. My family and friends still love me. I still have value. I have oils. I am Able with the help of Cane.
My brother Ben by the way had late born son (infertility is one symptom some with myotonic dystrophy). He was named Samuel Issac – because he was prayed for and brought laughter. He’s 3 now and just diagnosed with the dystrophy. Suddenly those who were critical of Ben are sorry – they did not understand. He did the best he could. Samuel is a beautiful child and I pray that he will live long and not suffer.