On Trek

By Judith Kroll

I pray with my whole heart and soul that hearing those words never passes thru the ears of anyone. Hearing those words numbed me instantly, but as I thawed, I started to FEEL those words.

You feel those words with your emotions. Every emotion we can muster up. When the sting subsides, we finally face it. Ok, I can do this. I was married, I had 3 young children, but I could do it with a smile on my face.

What did I have? The docs --and I mean plural docs, didn’t know. My liver and spleen were being eaten by my body. I had no immune system functioning, and every disease with a name was tested with no negatives to show, so they concluded it was some kind of virus.

I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t move much without a lot of pain, but I decided to write letters to my husband, and to my 3 children to let them know I loved them.

One night as I woke from sleeping, I had gotten a jolt. “Why do you believe what the doctors don’t know for sure”. Fight.

With the help of my sister-in-law, Genine, we fought. 1000 mg of vitamin c every hour, and concoctions from an old health book. I was able to eat again. One bite but hey it was a start. I lost 100 lbs, one leg atrophied, weak, but alive.

Slowly I recouped. Here I am 47 years later.

The moral of this story is that we should never give in, but fight as best we can. Think positive. If it didn’t work at least I knew I tried. The whole ordeal helped me to realize how much our attitude matters.
Love, Judith