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![]() I was so severely depressed following emergency dialysis that I could not communicate with the dialysis workers. After two weeks I prayed and asked God to consider bringing me out of depression. He put me in a state that was so mild I first thought I was in normality. I could communicate much better, smile, laugh, and enjoy music. However, I enjoyed little else, including chess, and I had almost no energy. Moreover, I was unable to drive anywhere other than the clinic by myself. Next, the first week of dialysis cost $28,000. However, my part following Medicare and Cigna was just $87.51. Nonetheless, a month at those rates would render my cost at approximately $350, money that we could not spare. I lay awake at night fearing Teresa would leave me because of it. Oh Jim of little faith! In 2013 following six days in ICU, my bill was $111,000+. BCBS first billed us $100,000. I kept telling everyone that God was going to pay the bill. Sure enough, the hospital appealed for us. BCBS settled with the hospital. Our part was just $551. Weeks 2 through 7 totaled $94,000 (of dialysis). That is approximately $15,000 per week. Our part was $375. When we called the home office of the clinic to figure out how we could pay the bill, we were told that Cigna reassessed the bill. Out of $94,000, our part was $0.00!!! God is so good!!! |
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![]() I have asked Parkway’s various choir directors over the past 8 to 10 years to let me sing, “Exalted (Yahweh).” Invariably, the song would be scheduled only for my mood to drop before I could sing it. I had written off the song as not meant to be when Chris recently invited me to sing it on the evening of July 14. I “jumped for joy” at the thought of finally getting to praise God in song to the congregation! Naturally, my mood plummeted shortly afterward. Confused and perplexed, I went to God with my frustration. He replied in His “still small voice,” “Trust me.” Sure enough, sometimes near the end of the week two weeks ago, my mood climbed into full-blown mania. Then, of course, my mood fell yesterday afternoon again while receiving treatment. This time, however, I determined I would sing the most beautiful song of praise and admonition to God for all He has done in my life to the best of my ability. Then at some juncture, after I started praising God fervently and loudly after wailing in agony, my mood steadily rose from severe depression to severe mania over the next hour when I started singing praise songs in a voice that became louder and louder. My mood was so high that my tablet started skipping songs due to my whole body tremors. My nurse had a difficult time taking my initial ending BP as well. When she was finally able to get a reading, my BP had risen to 218 over 154. I prayed to God loudly, acknowledging that He could do ANYTHING. I then asked Him to lower my BP, so I would not have to be taken to the ER. I asked this in Jesus name. For whatever reason, I did not obtain the next reading, but my BP had improved so much I was immediately released to drive home on my own accord. I then prayed a final prayer asking God to operate my truck so I could get home safely. You can believe what you want to believe, but I did little more than sit behind the wheel of my truck. At such a high state of mind, it was virtually impossible for me to drive my truck home safely. I was so tired from acute sleep deprivation that I did not even want to eat supper before going to bed. I woofed down a piece of grilled chicken, and I was in bed by 5:30 pm. I drifted off about an hour later, and I awoke for the day at 12:30 am. I ate a snack around 1:00 am to make up for a brief supper. Then I laid down and tried in vain to return to sleep. The rest is history! |
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![]() My 18 days in a local rehab facility has changed (matured) me for the better. I have made several personal commitments, ranging from making each and every dialysis treatment, and dialyzing 4 full hours (most of the time). The change most noticeable to you and all of my GK opponents/friends: I am no longer going to allow myself to timeout of my games!!! |
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