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Page 2 Go to Letter 5 Page 3 A few minutes after the
young doctor had made this pronouncement; the nurse came in and apologized over
and over about what the doctor had told me saying it wasn’t his place or the
right time to tell me such news. Here
I was, all alone, no family with me, trying to take in what the student doctor
had just told me. Arriving in the CAT
scan room, I was not afraid. The
doctor talked with me and referred to a lesion involving the adrenal gland that
they were going to snip tissue samples from.
What he was telling me sounded different from what the young student
doctor blurted out early that morning. As
they worked on me, I could hear in the background talk about the samples they
were getting being made up of blood and not tissue.
At the end of the biopsy, the doctor told me that it was possible these
masses were from blood hemorrhages and were not tumors. Wow, awesome, what a difference 12 hours
made. I went from a pronouncement of inescapable death to a pronouncement that I
will live. The final biopsy
results, which were brought to me two days later, seemed to confirm that what I
had experienced was a rupture resulting in an internal bleed.
The multiple masses floating inside my body cavity were coagulated blood. This whole experience was about blood! I was released late
Saturday afternoon, November 17th.
On Monday, I went in to see the new family doctor who had conducted a
physical on me in October at a Mankato clinic. The primary purpose was to set up
an appointment for a CAT scan to be done within two weeks from the hospital
discharge date. Following are some of
my reactions to my visit to the doctor in Mankato. As I entered the examining room, I felt like I had entered
Satan’s den. The nurse kept
saying the name Jesus over and over again in a very irreverent manner.
I was struggling with this and about to ask her to quit taking the name
of Jesus in vain when she stopped doing it.
Then, the doctor came in. His
arrogance filled the room. Instead
of asking how I was feeling and showing any signs of compassion, his first words
were (paraphrased), “you are going to have to decide whether or not I am to be
your doctor.” Basically, he was
upset because instead of making arrangements to be driven to Mankato when I was
experiencing the piercing pain in my left side, I agreed to be driven to the
local clinic. As I tried to
relate what had happened and the results of the biopsy, he began to insist that
one of the masses be removed just to be sure I did not have cancer.
As I left his office, I really questioned whether or not I could ever go
back there again. However, an
appointment for a CAT scan did get set up. Over the next two days, I reviewed in my mind the internal bleed episode and the Mankato doctor’s responses. Finally on Wednesday evening, I asked God straight out, “was this experience about sharing some of the pain and suffering of the cross with Jesus?” As I said the last word of this prayer, a pain went across the heel of my left foot. I asked, was that God’s answer? My next thought was, do not question God. Testimony of Dorothy von Lehe |
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