Loretta Schoen – Under HIS Wings

Discover the Other Side of Medical Adversity from Being Pressed to Feeling Blessed


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Mountains Out of Mole Hills

 I am going to discuss a matter that is usually shared with your spouse, mother, father, or close friend.  But I am willing to do this because it is the perfect example of making a mountain out of a mole hill and letting my mind madly rummage through the “What ifs”.

Over the last couple of months I have been plagued with symptoms that no matter what I did, they did not go away.  I had significantly changed my diet in the past 10 months and attributed them as side effects.  However, the side effects were becoming painful, frustrating, exhausting and quite frankly making me cranky.  Just ask my husband, Thad.

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Hope for the Hopeless

Recently a longtime acquaintance saw me and was so surprise that I had lost weight that she couldn’t seem to be happy for me.  Her surprise seemed to over shadow her ability to believe that I had finally succeeded.  She didn’t think I would ever do it.

Frankly neither did I.

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Two Sides to Fear

 

A friend of mine is battling stage IV metastatic breast cancer that has metastasized to her bones.  The disease was diagnosed almost ten years ago but she didn’t start to fight her disease until this past year.

Why?  FEAR.

Fear can be a great mobilizer or paralyzer.  Fear can be a destructive, mind numbing feeling or it can propel us to seek solutions for the problems we face.  In my friends case the words “You will need an operation and chemotherapy” caused her to seize and choose to ignore the diagnosis for fear of the operation, chemotherapy and loss of hair.  Left untreated she didn’t think it could be any worse than her fear.

And there lies the fallacy of fear.

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Practice Safe Sex? Why Not S.A.F.E. Medical Care?

Have you heard about a friend, a family member, or a work mate whose medical care was so poorly administered that its consequences were life threatening or lethal?  I think we all have.

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Who is at the Helm of This Ship?

I had been receiving antibiotic infusions for the last ten days and had not seen a doctor since that first late afternoon when I presented to their office with cellulitis of the breast.  I was feeling like a cow that was brought in to be milked daily.  The IV nurses were wonderful and they know what they are doing.  I had met some nice people who are, like me, receiving treatment for one type of infection or another.  Dutifully, we came in at our appointed time and got “hooked up and juiced”.  We’d chat, commiserate, and wish each other good health and new energy.

But I wondered: when was I going to see a doctor, get the results of my blood cultures and how long was I going to need treatment?

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Are We Caring For The Patient Or The Health Care System?

I was visited by an old nemesis this week. One I knew well but had not battled with in five years.  Cellulitis of the breast due to a lumpectomy in 2003 came roaring into my body and within a matter of two hours had created a 102 fever, chills that left me shaking uncontrollably, muscles painfully contracting, and the left side of my torso hot, heavy and hard.  I was in trouble with a familiar foe that left me stunned at the sudden and quick attack.  For those unfamiliar with cellulitis, it is a bacterial infection that left untreated can quickly escalate to sepsis (a potentially life-threatening, whole-body response to infection).  As instructed, I keep a stock bottle of antibiotic in the house or with me during my travels and immediately started a dose.  But the night was long and I knew that I had to get in touch with my Infectious Disease Physician to get on an IV infusion of antibiotics as soon as possible.

And that’s when the trouble started.

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“But I Don’t Want To!”

It’s a good thing I am retired because I wouldn’t be able to hold a fulltime job with all the doctor’s appointments I have.  I accept and expect that as I age (not well, by the way) there will be an increase in visits. But I am tired of seeing doctors: GP, dentist, chiropractor, physical therapist, oncologist, gynecologist, cardiologist, rheumatologist, and ophthalmologist. I am sure I missed a few others ‘ologists but my mind was the first thing that showed its age.

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