The legacy continues.
I've always enjoyed penning the Legacy Continues because it comes a polished version of my heart strings. In the past, such articles dealing with Jane and John Q. Public versus the wiles of Big Pharma; i.e., the drugging of our children and duping of our elderly. All the while keeping in mind that though we live in the age of the information super-highway, yet "figures don't lie, but then again liars figure". My audience has always been able to see where my treasures lie by hearing what's on my heart.
I've written about my late wife's ultimate battle with lung cancer, and I've written about the hopelessness that one feel's as the grips of a terminal disease comes in, then passes through your life. We, as natural health care providers, are on the front line with so many of the people we have the privilege to serve to share insight and foresight facilitating them the knowledge necessary to make an informed decision. Then provide whatever level or intensity of care they so desire from us.
Now, another heart shuddering event has come into my life. Suffice it to say that we have a handle, through many of the best and brightest among the natural health care world, on this situation with my prodigy, Dr. Jack Kessinger. This is an excerpt from a newsletter sent ut from our office about a month ago.
Three years ago this November, Veterans' Day 2008, Dad had a stroke while readying for work. This stroke, we soon after identified as being caused by a pen sized clot that lodged in a left motor tract, resulted in his paralysis on the right side rendering him unable to legibly speak until that afternoon. He opted initially to be placed in the hyperbaric chamber followed by intravenous nutrition administration. By the afternoon he was able to, on his own volition and to apropos patient applause, climb into the hyperbaric chamber for his second dive of the day. He took 6 weeks off work to recuperate then returned to his beloved practice of seeing old and new patients.
Two years ago, the Monday before Memorial Day, Dad had a bicycle wreck resulting in fractured ribs and a concussion. He was wearing a helmet; however, his glasses were broken and his brow was battered. Again Dad was forced into recuperative retirement. After his recovery this time, Dad was his regular energetic self, able to give everything in his wake full attention and appropriate care; however, this came to an abrupt end when his ability to maintain short term memory was lost. He continued to follow a natural treatment regimen, which proved to be most beneficial when he attained enough rest.
June 1, on a Wednesday afternoon, Dad abruptly lost part of the peripheral vision in his left eye. It was determined by physical examination that he'd had a stroke in the occipital regimen. The MRI confirmation also noted a suspicious tumor in the left upper parietal area of his brain. Further CT scans concluded the diagnosis of brain cancer metastasized from the lungs.
Dad is choosing to not have the tumors biopsied, as this would just lead to further embarrassment of the afflicted tissues. He is receiving orthomolecular nutrition, both orally and intravenously, and hyperbaric oxygen therapies. Ongoing, we are ever searching for additional answers. As my Grandad, Dr. AJ. Kessinger, said, "Find what works, make sure it works, then add to it. Never take away. Always add to."
The direction that Dad is taking is a personal choice, and one that we should all champion. He continues to practice what he preaches. Freedom of making an informed decision needs to always remain one of our rights as Americans. The ability to make an educated, scientific and referenced decision is on our shoulders to help provide those patients we have the privilege to serve. Just as the saying goes, "there are no atheists in foxholes", there is always hope.
by: A. Jay Kessinger IV, DC, ND, DABCI firstname.lastname@example.org
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