In The Beginning

Where do I begin? Well I'll start with the day this crazy, scary and now beautiful journey began. It was a sunny March day of this year. It began like any other day, I went to work early that morning, did my job and said goodbye to my co-workers. I was on my way to pick up my contacts when I noticed my vision was blurring. I  refused to think that something was seriously wrong so I was careful driving to and from the eye doctor's office. I didn't tell anybody at the eye doctor's office what was going on because my doctor was not in that day. I came home feeling dizzy, had a very intense headache and was nauseous. I told my wife what was going on and she drove me to the emergency room. After they ran tests, they told me I had a stroke. I was shocked and naturally scared. I was admitted into the hospital overnight for observation. I came home and a few days later progressively got worse. My balance was worse, my speech was more slurred, I began dragging my left foot and was more week and my headache continued. My wife drove me to Jackson to another hospital and they ran tests and told us I never had a stroke. We were shocked! They set up an appointment for me to see a Neurosurgeon. We went to his office, he talked to us and showed us the MRI and said there was no evidence I had a stroke but there was something going on. He admitted me into the hospital. After four days of a battery of tests, the diagnosis was Polyneuropathy. It is a neurological disorder from being a long time diabetic. He told us that I may never recover from this and I am not going to be able to work. He told me that he could try to fix me up again but it may not be for the long term. We came back to Greenville and I was very depressed. I was angry because I tried to eat right, I exercised everyday, took my medicines and watched my blood sugar to make sure it was not high. My wife and I one Sunday drove to my cousin's church to hear him. He is the pastor of the church. We liked the message he was delivering and the following Sunday, we went back. We eventually joined the church and I felt renewed. I felt that God had a path for me to follow, I just did not or didn't want to know what it was but I was heading in the right direction. In this blog, I intend to tell you how I am and will be fighting back. I invite you to join me on my climb back up this mountain.