For a while there
I was as a man locked up
Sentenced for the crime of living
Deemed guilty of a serious state
For which only death is prescribed.
For a while there
My whole life was transformed
Much like being cast into a lonely cell
Because of the premature verdict of one
Who is considered a Specialist
And by so imputing to me
This abhorred delineation
Caused others to either show gross pity
Or to withdraw from me as if I never existed
Or was a part of their life,
Somehow fearing that by their association
They too may become affected and so fated.
Yes, I had some things wrong with me
And I was truly trying to find out
What it was and what I could do about it--
Is that such a bad thing
To be honest with yourself?
But to be subject to a misdiagnosis--
Was like being falsely given a death sentence
A stigma--which lingers--and is long remembered.
But fortunately, my case, was referred for review
To a higher court, and after extensive tests
And much disquieting delays in establishing the results--
My "conviction" was overturned--
And once again I am not under the more immediate
Sentence of locked up abilities, and unlovely dying.
But through it all, I can say honestly
Though I feel I have been wronged by the ordeal
It has been something which I have gained also by.
For as thrust into such a dire assessment
It has given me cause to do several things differently
To be more mindful of things as I am doing them--
To be reminded of the sacredness of life
To be more thankful for the abilities and potentials
That I so often have taken for granted
To come to face death personally, instead of abstractly
Or as it pertains to others
To call upon and find true strength and comfort
Through a living faith and trust
In a God who knows and cares
To have cause and opportunity to renew
Important relationships in my life.
So while I feel an injustice has been done
Through a premature diagnosis of a professional,
I will not seek recourse against the mistake
For as God of has done, and has so done here-
He has made His light shine out of the darkness!
He has also shown to me the truth of those words,
"All things work together for for good,
to them that love God...."
Thank you Doctor, you unknowingly did me a service!
But even more,Thank you God, for using these things
To be yet another Blessing in my life!
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