I have gone without medical care that I desperately needed because of lack of insurance.
I have a heart that beats fasts when I stand in one spot.
I am hydrocephalic.
I have a clotting disorder.
I have rehabbed myself after two brain bleeds.
I have been misdiagnosed by a physician, and the diagnosis changed my adult life.
I have experienced acute trauma and cruelty this year.
I have survived.
I am not unique.
I am a child of a God that has seen fit to save my life through hearing the cries of those that both know and do not know me as they prayed, the real presence in the Eucharist, and The Anointing of the Sick.
I am profoundly blessed.
These are intense statements, and they are truthful ones. They are me.
Stay tuned for further posts as I continue to discern the direction of this blog. I thought a start to the right direction would be some raw honestly from its operator.
Blessings,
Lisa