Dean P. Demos

Just got back from the Dr.’s office.  My visit went much quicker and more encouraging than what I described earlier this morning in my post about these treatment visits.  I will eat those words with the proper combination of organic leafy greens and some feta cheese in a bowl.

My numbers continue to go down.  That’s good.  Kennan, Dr. G’s P.A. said I am doing as well as can be expected.  My abnormal protein count has dropped from 1.5 to 0.6.  Praise the Lord!  I told him I’m doing my part also … we are in the market for a health food processor/juicer/blender … whatever!  If you have some valuable advice, please email me. 

Anyway, the very good news is that the medical community now has treatment options that can keep you alive for 20, 25, 30 years.  Just a few years ago, that expectancy was around 5.  I’m grateful … very grateful for all medical science has done. 

However, I’m grateful for what our Healing Savior has and shall do. The major healings I’ve received (MRI documented herniated discs, severe bursitis in shoulder as teenager) have come at the most unsuspecting moments.  They seemed to come when my attitude was way beyond the category of “religious colloquializms” and squarely in the desperate, reality realm of “Dear JESUS, please HELP ME.”  The Psalmist said, “When my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the ROCK (Jesus) that is higher than I.”  That’s where I go.

Thank you all for your love, prayers, and gestures of concern.  They likewise are overwhelming to me also … pleasingly overwhelming, that is. 

Be blessed today.