A LIVING MIRACLE

Over the last couple of months I have had numerous tests, ultra-sound, echoes and cat scans to check blood circulation to legs, feet, stomach and head. I also had left carotid surgery. Following these tests I learned that following my carotid surgery scar tissue formed resulting in 45% blockage in the left carotid. The doctor told me that this rarely happens and only does so with diabetic patients. Due to my diabetes they will not do further surgery unless it becomes absolutely necessary. Now, the big finding!


My cardiologist took out his pen and drew a sketch of the arteries going to the stomach. He indicated that the smaller artery was 76% blocked. Then he showed us the miracle. The larger artery had done a natural bypass around the blocked artery and reconnected below the blocked part of the other artery. This meant adequate blood flow to the stomach and made surgery unnecessary. The doctor suggested I write a poem about the miracle of the body. The poem and a copy of the sketch follow:

A LIVING MIRACLE

They say I evolved up from the slime,

But my creation was sublime.

Known by God before I was born,

A person of beauty, not scorn.

Two were wed, they became just one,

I was conceived as their third son.

Burst forth in love out of the womb,

From the beginning meant to bloom.

Body operating most fine,

Just as planned by our Lord’s design.

As parts wear down they are refreshed,

Everything working – intermeshed.

The soul within my flesh abides,

Throughout my life it gently guides.

My brain is performing just fine,

All body tasks it doth define.

It sends signals to every part,

With extra circuit to the heart.

Coordinated functioning.

While every part does its own thing.

The heart pumps in smooth harmony,

Sending blood through each part of me.

When artery restricts blood flow,

Another around it will grow.

As circulating blood goes round,

It with nutrients doth abound,

Picks up the waste carries it out,

That is what it is all about.

The lungs breathe in and then breathe out,

Oxygen through the body route.

Carbon dioxide they exhale.

Day in, day out, they never fail.

Kidneys and liver filter too,

Keep fluids clean is what they do.

Bladder and rectum work real well,

The waste from body they expel.

The bones the body’s structure form,

The skeleton erect is norm.

They serve another grand purpose,

Create new blood to flow through us.

The flesh all wrapped in porous skin,

Retains the gooey substance in.

Keeps body cool, releases sweat,

Ninety eight point six always met.

My five senses come into play,

Help guide my life throughout the day.

To see, touch, taste, smell and to hear,

Enriches all that I hold dear.

Infinite parts I cannot see,

All do their work inside of me.

They fight disease and keep me well,

Most of the time make me feel swell.

For over eighty years it’s worked,

Never a single duty shirked.

And now I simply have to say,

I LIVE - a miracle each day!

When this body returns to clay,

It will arise another way.

Yes, raised immortal it shall be,

To live with God eternally.

Don E. Cunningham, P.O.P. ©9-27-09 549

Hugs, In Christ's and My Love

Don

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