02 April 2010

Vitamin B12, My Drug of Choice

I went to the doctor yesterday. She asked me how I was feeling and I told her she ought to just take me out behind the building and shoot me. She told me that those weren't the plans she had for me. I handed her the list of complaints I had written out. I was afraid I would forget what it was that I wanted to consult with her about and apologized for having a list. You're fine, she assured me as she systematically went through the list.

"Let me see the new moles....ah, no worries we'll freeze those off." Whew! In my family cancer of every variety runs rampant. I also had a good report from mammography. Since my mother, aunt and both grandmothers had breast cancer that's a huge weight off my chest. Pun intended. Next on the list, remind me what are some of the bi-products of having pernicious anemia? "Mood swings, being emotional, loss of concentration, loss of cognitive abilities, loss of balance, loss of energy...." That's it! I am not making it through a whole month between shots of B12. Those around me notice it too. Then she told me that I could have my shots every two weeks. This is cause for rejoicing. I have been dragging around like I am wearing Jimmy Hoffa's shoes. Not to mention the loss of my sunny disposition......

By the end of my visit with her I had also received a shot of prednisone for my sciatica, an Rx for physical therapy, instructions to stop going to my gym of choice, continued encouragement to lose weight and a much better attitude. All of them were welcome, especially the shot for sciatica although it's sort of a trick. Whatever they give you to numb you from the burning effects of the prednisone is what really brings instant relief. The prednisone will take a while to work.

This morning I am wired for sound, have energy to clean, garden, cook, travel and quite possibly show Buzz Aldrin how to really cut a rug on Dancing With the Stars. Unfortunately I still have a body that can only do modified versions of these activities. However, having the 'want to' is a blessing all on its own. It struck me as I sat down to write this that my doctor's plans for me weren't any better than God's plans for me. Do you think if God wore a white lab coat and a stethoscope around his neck we would take his promises more seriously?

Jeremiah 29:11
11 'For I know the plans that I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.

James 1:25
25 But one who looks intently at the perfect law, the {law} of liberty, and abides by it, not having become a forgetful hearer but an effectual doer, this man shall be blessed in what he does.

Zephaniah 3:14-15
14 Shout for joy, O daughter of Zion! Shout {in triumph,} O Israel! Rejoice and exult with all {your} heart, O daughter of Jerusalem!
15 The LORD has taken away {His} judgments against you, He has cleared away your enemies. The King of Israel, the LORD, is in your midst; you will fear disaster no more.

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