Well, I made it the “prescribed” two weeks. I put prescribed in quotes because it’s the suggested period my neurologist has said it may take the electricity to do anything with my walking, but, it’s all a guessing game. I say that with the utmost respect to my neurologist (and all doctors). It’s just that there is so much that we don’t know about the human body, no matter how many years we may study it. Anyway, I made it the “prescribed” two weeks on a lower level of electricity (my choice). I thought that that may be “the answer” to the problems I’ve been having walking for the past two months or so. Ha! I laugh because I know – in my heart of hearts – no electricity is going to make me magically walk with no problems again. The only ONE who can do that – who can perform a miracle – is JESUS. Yes, He can use this electricity, but in the end (and in the beginning) – it’s HIM and HIM ONLY. Probably the only thing I like about not being able to walk properly is that it keeps me in constant contact with God. I’m ALWAYS praying. 😉
I decided to up the electricity. I went from 3.20 volts to 3.40. I changed it last night as to give myself sleep hours to get the electricity going. I woke up this morning and did feel like my foot was a little more grounded, but then again, I’m probably willing it to be that way, after all, it takes at least two weeks to see any difference – so I’ll wait. It’s all about waiting. God’s teaching me patience one minute at a time.
I spent almost my entire lunch hour today trying to fish one of the meds I take for the dystonia out of a crevice it had fallen in in a cabinet at work. Seriously, why can’t anything ever be EASY for me?! At least it wasn’t a contact lens. I don’t know how many times in the past 14 years that I’ve been at my job that I have lost a contact lens and had myself and co-workers on hands and knees searching for it. This time it was medication and I don’t even know how it fell into the crevice in the first place, but it took a chopstick (yes, a chopstick!), scissors, a pen, 45 minutes and my own fingers to finally pry it out. Laugh all you want, but medicine is expensive, and I wasn’t about to give up on getting it out. Persistence (and lots of prayer) pays off!
For perspective: the drawer is above with my medicine stuck in the upper right corner. |
The above is the blown up version of the top picture and I've circled where the medicine fell. |
And on that note, I’ll close this post. Always remember in everything to give prayer and praise to God above and never forget: GOD’S GOT THIS!
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