Another Direction Has Begun

In this series of 1, 2, 3, and now this 4th blog, I share the pain and agony, arduous process of desperately trying to find hope through yet another medical crossroad. The discovery then extraction of an infected tooth was akin to placing an entire 8 years of battling a serious illness into a 2-month window of broken shards of glass. The infection was discovered on March 16th and the first surgery consult on April 11th. The second surgery consult resulted in the surgical procedure on the same day of April 22nd. Two treatments with IV ozone BEFORE the extraction showed promise to end my worst symptom of convulsive episodes however the gains lasted 3 and 2 days, respectively. Then there were horrible complications after the tooth was extracted. The 3rd treatment with IV ozone yielded 4 days of reprieve and a considerable reduction in pain and inflammation of the gum tissue below tooth #19. We are now optimistic for what the 4th treatment will bring later today. I have had more better days in a row after the 4th infusion than in the past, well, very very long time!

It really looks promising that another direction towards healing has begun. It really looks like the extraction of two other infected teeth in 2015 then the craniomandibular treatments in 2018 are related to the current dental issues: they all relate to the innervation and bio-mechanics of the trigeminal nerve complex, particularly on the left side of my face. I suspect that there may be a vestibulochoclear component as well since certain noxious sounds can trigger a neurological event. Infection leads to inflammation; suboccipital constriction from the trauma of repeated seizure attacks clamps down on those inflamed nerves. Ongoing inflammation of the cranial nerves, including the vagus nerve, keeps me on edge and from getting well. The visit in Indianapolis tomorrow will include an osteopathic evaluation and treatment in addition to 10-pass IV ozone. Tis time for my entire cranio-sacral rhythm-and-function to calm the heck down, get straight, and fly right!

Did I tell you about the garden bed we were able to put together this past weekend? My body hurt like heck yet my spirits were lifted as I pursued one of my life’s passions: all things gardening. How poetic for me to be planting a new garden bed in the spring of this year, just when my body appears to be springing to new life? God is so good, Gentle Reader. He does sprinkle His goodness here and there even on our worst of days. And this past week we had a down-pouring of it, literally! The day after Steve and I pushed to get all of our veggie beds ready for planting, the heavens opened up with a day of soaking rainstorms. Like washing everything clean. Like nourishing the dirt for the newness of life to follow. Like paving the way to bloom where one is planted . . .

I’m good with all of that for sure. JJ

And there he was

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My husband, Steve, and I recently attended Dr. David Jeremiah’s A Life Beyond Amazing event in our town.  I enjoyed Dr. Jeremiah’s presentations:  first to get acquainted with his family life then his message on enduring life’s challenges as unto the Lord.  However I must say that the fundraising prayer by one of his staff was tacky!  The music was loud, motivating, and moving.  Overall I must say that it felt good to be worshiping and learning in the company of fellow believers in Jesus Christ again.

I really wanted to meet Dr. Jeremiah after the event.  No problemmo as just one of about 10,000 people in attendance, right?  Very carefully we made our way to show center from the nosebleed section of the Allen County War Memorial Coliseum.  My balance was a bit off from the sensory overload from many directions as I still battle Chronic Inflammatory Response Syndrome.  Nonetheless, I was a woman on a mission and soon found ourselves in front of the stage talking to the gifted musicians still lingering around.  I complimented Dr. Jeremiah’s granddaughter who sang in the worship team and asked where I might find her grandfather?  “He had to leave for a fundraising dinner,” was all she said.  I was disappointed but understood.  Fort Wayne, Indiana was the starting place for Dr. Jeremiah’s ministry and many members of the church he had founded here were in attendance; surely there were special activities going on to which Steve and I were not invited!

We tried to find some restrooms that were not swamped by the crowds still leaving the arena.  Having been there for shows many times before, when we headed down an open hallway where some smaller meeting rooms were located.  We encountered the vocalists again and saw a meeting room bustling with people just before we found our destination.  The hallways were virtually empty except for a few late-comers headed to what looked like a reception.  Then just before I turned to go into the lady’s room, I saw him!  Dr. Jeremiah was walking with his wife headed for that same room and it was becoming clear that we had just passed the room where his post-event activities were to take place.

This was my moment and I stepped up to it.  I walked up to Dr. David Jeremiah with my arm outstretched to shake his hand.  He accepted it and looked into my eyes briefly as I said what I had rehearsed in my mind ever since I had expressed a desire to go to the event days beforehand.  It went something like this:

Hi.  My name is Julie ____.  Several years ago you gave a message that included the teaching that God’s man in the middle of God’s will, will not perish until the Lord God ordains it.  I wanted to tell you how much that message has meant to me as I have battled a serious illness with seizures every day for the past 5 years.  Thank you.  Keep doing what you are doing!

His spoke words that followed mine as I finished the sentence from his audio tape, as if he had just given the message yesterday and not over 10 years ago!  He thanked me and quickly continued to his destination with his wife.  I continued to my own destination with a sense of wonder and amazement.  That moment was ordained by God for sure, just for me, just for him.

My spirit was calm and full as I thought about all that had transpired over the past 2 1/2 hours.  Steve and I drove home lightly chatting along the way, mostly quietly in our own thoughts.  I would be very sick with convulsive episodes within the hour of returning home and showering.  My senses were completely overloaded from the loud music, close proximity to other people, and the effects of some new treatment ramping up.  For the first time I did not feel traumatized by the serious illness that I have been selected to endure.  My own words provided the comfort I needed to get through the darkness of the night.

God’s woman, in the middle of God’s will, will not perish until the Lord God ordains it.  He has a plan and purpose for our lives even in the midst of suffering.  And should I finish well, the tasks before me no matter how difficult, there may be reward someday but first there certainly will be a closeness to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, that transcends my understanding.  I want that.  And touch points in life like these will help me to craft my own life beyond amazing.

I’m up for that.

JJ