Publisher's Synopsis
I recall sitting and waiting in the doctor's office to get my test results. I saw the doctor coming into the room with a disconcerting look on his face with my results in his hand. I smiled as he walked in the room, then he told me the news of my illness. Needless to say, my self-diagnosis of "restless leg syndrome" was wrong. I was diagnosed with MS. I could not believe that the doctor was serious. I thought for sure that he was going to look again and say, "I'm sorry, I seemed to have made a mistake. These are not your test results, they belong to somebody else." Well, that never happened. So, since I knew absolutely nothing at the time about this illness, and the doctor was certain that those test results were mine, I asked him to explain to me just what the diagnosis meant, and so he did. He was the Chief of Staff/Head Doctor of the Neurological Department which meant that he was very knowledgeable in his field. However, no disrespect to the good doctor and all his credentials, I was not accepting his diagnosis solely, so I smiled and politely asked him if it was at all possible for me to get a second opinion. He was most gracious about it, and with good bedside manners encouraged me to by all means do so before making any decision regarding my treatment. He referred me to another neurologist in his department. I had another MRI and another talk with a doctor. Once again I smiled and thanked the doctor for his time and I took all that was said to me serious and into consideration. I went home to meditate on it and talk to the Lord in private. It took a while before the news of the doctor's report settled down in my head and I was able to hear God speak to my heart. Then one day I heard him say, "My grace is sufficient for you: for my strength is made perfect in weakness." (2 Corinthians 12:9)
