AN ANGEL WORKING AT THE HOSPITAL

My friends describe me as a passionate, enthusiastic, optimist, but these past few weeks it has been difficult for me to maintain a positive outlook. Instead of embracing my Pollyanna outlook, I started behaving more like Oscar the Grouch. The condition that developed shortly after my December 2011 mastectomy worstened. Following my two prior breast cancer surgeries I developed an unusual, sharp pain in the upper intestinal area. My esophagus developed a condition similar to acid reflux. In both cases pro-biotics, enzymes and non-traditional therapies treated the source of the condition.

This final operation in December 2011 was different than the previous two. Because the body had been severely radiated in 2000 and 2004, the reconstructive surgeon warned me of a high probability of infection. I opted not to have the 10 hour, serious reconstruction surgery. I thanked the plastic surgeon for the information because I became aware of the dangers of operating on radiated (dead) skin.

Following my 2011 mastectomy I was extremely careful with the incisions, however, two weeks after surgery I began to have difficulty digesting food again. I became weaker as each week passed. The team of physicians (surgeons, internists, oncologists, etc.) at my HMO were clueless about my condition. Since I wasn't undergoing radition or chemo treatments, they could not provide a solution to a condition they were unfamiliar with.

Instead of throwing in the towel and giving up hope, I knew there must be an answer.  I prayed and meditated several hours daily to be directed to the appropriate physician. Three weeks ago I began searching online for a new primary care doctor. Finally, one day I "connected" with a female doctor. The following week she responded via email and set up an initial consultation for April 12. I am extremely grateful for this amazing doctor who understood the conditions, and explained what is happening in my body. She came up with a treatment plan following a series of lab work. I haven't taken meds in over 18 years, but now I am on a series of antibiotics and other meds for two weeks to clear up the serious virus in my intestines and stomach. Long-term plan will follow in four to six months.  In the meantime, I thank God daily for bringing this lovely, gifted, compassionate doctor into my life.

"Quiet the Mind and Listen"

by

Sandra Fernandez-Henderson

"When you've lost all hope,

and think it is the end,

look within. Quiet the mind.

There you will find

God's answers.

Amidst the turmoil take a while

to reflect.

You will be able to feel God's Radiant Smile

upon you.

No need to be consumed with loneliness and fear

as you face

trying lessons.

Open your heart center and embrace

the splendor of God's healing.

Each time circumstances get you down,

rise above the turmoil.  Remove the frown

from our face.

Remember to look within and quiet the mind.

It is within this sacred space you will find

true peace."