I didn’t need another doctor to tell me that my damaged nerves are slow to heal. I knew it! I visited a neurologist today, in case he could give me some ideas on improving my condition.
He was a gentleman! But he couldn’t offer anything new, other than in interesting information about the pain-killers I’m taking. There are some studies that show that in the long run the pill might give my brain the impulses of more pain. Who would have thought that? So I will slowly try to get off those pills!
More tests. More blood-work. More urine samples. That’s my life these days. But that’s just the shell. Inside, the part of me that counts for eternity, is growing stronger and happier.
The following is a reminder through one of the lessons I’m working with. I spent so much time at the doctor’s office that I’ll have to give up some of the blogging and catch up.
For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
“See” you tomorrow!