It has taken me 2 and 1/2 years to even think about writing this story, but for my own healing and sanity, I felt it was time. It seems when bad things happen to me, I have trouble dealing with them and try to deny they happened, but when they are written down, then I can come to grips with the reality. As many of your are aware, it took me 10 years to write the story of my bout with cancer, so maybe I won't wait that long this time.
This story is also difficult to write about, but I want to try. It may take me a while to write it, so please bear with me. I will try and write something every couple of days if possible.
It seems every time I tell this story, I relive it again and again. Then it takes me days to get it off my mind. Let's just pray I can finally tell it once and for all and get it off my mind.
Jay's feet had been bothering him for several months. We had gone to every type of doctor we could think of arthritis, urologist, podiatrist, etc. and each one had a different diagnosis. We were told it was gout, arthritis, etc. and one doctor even said it was cosmetic. No one seemed to be able to diagnose the problem and kept us trying this or that from shots, gout meds, drinking cherry juice to wearing support hose. Nothing seemed to give him relief.
Jay had ingrown toenails and would have a doctor clip his nails. It seemed every time they were clipped, he would suffer unmercifully with pain where his toenails were clipped too short. I tried to get him to try another doctor, but he insisted on going back to this particular doctor because he was a good Christian doctor and he liked him.
I talked Jay into going to see my primary care doctor because he was a very thorough doctor and I wanted him to see if he could diagnose the problem. This was the first doctor to put Jay's foot close enough to his face so he could see it. He took some swabs between Jay's toes and toenails and said this looks like infection. He started him on antibiotics for the infection.
Jay had an appointment with his Nephrologist. He took one look at the infected feet and said it looked like there was a vascular problem. He referred Jay to a vascular surgeon and it was determined he had three clogged arteries to his feet. Surgery was performed to unclog the veins. He was only able to unclog one of the arteries, but we were able to hear the blood flowing through his artery and everything seemed fine.