By Kay Heitsch
Now that Bill's dad told me to throw away this RX that had been banned, I knew I wasn't going back to this doctor. I was thankful, too, that the local women had warned me about him.
Bill's dad suggested I go to the University and see a doctor there. I don't know whether he knew the doctor or thought I might get better care. Anyway, I decided to go and see what they had to say.
I was very thin, weighing less than 100 pounds. That being the case, I didn't have big boobs. So, to compensate, I bought a push-up bra with these rubber falsies inside.
Deshawn's mom, Carol, was like me; she thought it was funny that I would wear this kind of bra. She would always say, "Someday you're going to get found out!"
I arrived at the University and was put in an exam room. I was told to take everything off from the waist down.
Eventually, an old white-haired doctor came in with a young resident. The younger man looked about my age, 24.
They both examined me, then the old doctor told the resident to check my breasts. I still had my top on with my bra. So, this resident checked my breast from the outside of my top.
Now, of course, the older doctor asked what the resident thought, and he answered, "fatty tissue."
Are you kidding? I was so irritated by now; I reached in and pulled out the rubber falsie, and now I snapped, "Is this the fatty tissue you're concerned about?
I knew, good and well, that this older doctor could tell what was going on, and somehow, he thought he would teach this resident something. I learned something, too. I took my falsies out before I went into the exam room again!
I drove back to K-mart. When I saw Bill, I was crying. He thought the doctor had given me bad news, but I was just mad about the boob incident.
I called my friend, Carol, when I returned home, and told her she was right; I finally had been found out! We both had a big laugh!
This story is funny now, but it sure wasn't at the time.
I eventually went to see Bill's dad. His report was that it looked like a cyst had already healed itself, which may have been causing my issues. I was relieved!
I didn't praise Jesus at the time, but now I am! I was healed without any surgery or medication. Thank You, LORD!
"Write down for the coming generation what the Lord has done, so that people not yet born will praise Him." Psalm 102:18
