I pride myself on thinking clinically. These are your symptoms. This is your exam. This is your likely diagnosis. Which leads to a plan. Until the sick patient was my son. I knew he was sick. I knew what was wrong. But I wanted to question myself. Should he see someone else. How much diagnostic testing is needed. Rarely do I have worries/questions running through my brain. I think this makes me human. Thanks to my buddies. Most of whom are physicians for allowing me to discuss his case with them. And the Deacon for his lovely prayers. How will this story end. He will be fine. He likely has transient tenosynovitis of the hip. Which is pretty gnarly to watch in a 7 year old. Now that he is getting better it is time for an iced cold beer.
The Doc is In

It is a strange concept to those who are not Christians, and I would argue maybe even to those who are. So I get dipped in this water and somehow it makes me better than before I was dipped? Yes … and No. See, even Jesus was baptized by John and it says the heavens opened and the Holy Spirit descended and A voice spoke “You are my beloved Son; in you I am well pleased.” Pretty cool affirmation form the creator of the universe. As Christians we believe that Jesus death and resurrection were real events by the Son of God. And when we affirm our faith in that we are with Jesus in brotherhood, which is our death to our self, just like Jesus. Then our baptism is like his resurrection into a new creation from God. Paul says that we die to self like Christ died on the cross and then we are raised to life just as Jesus arose.
It’s amazing imagery to think that whatever I have done can be washed away like dirt down a drain, but then it is as if the dirt was never there in the first place. The Bible says Jesus sees us just as faultless just as he does Jesus. Pretty cool, when I dip you dip we dip … my oldest daughter was baptized and she said she was “fortunate to never know a time in her life without God” I certainly pray that remains true. I also hope she never knows a time without laughter. The Deacon prays for all of you that you go in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit and have life, love and laughter to the fullest. And don’t forget Iced Cold Beer.
The Deacon Speaks

It is important for your mental health to interact with others and challenge your brain. Game night with friends looks at both of these skills at the same time. It is not dangerous because of the booze that is drank during the event. But it is still dangerous. Competitive juices will flow. Who will win? Who will lose? Will we still be friends next week? Challenge yourself. Challenge your friends. Enjoy the night. But most of all enjoy the smack talk prior and the thrill of victory at the end. Game night is coming.
And the Doc and Deacon will be there.
The Doc is In

Did you fall asleep after your meal yesterday? Did you blame it on tryptophan? Yeah. We both know you did. But that is not likely to be the reason you took a snooze. There is more tryptophan found in both chicken and cheddar cheese. But yet you still passed out on the couch. Why do you ask? A few reasons. Booze – it may have been an IPA or a mimosa or wine from Scout and Cellar. Carbohydrates – My son ate a ton of potatoes while my daughter played with the mashed potatoes. Time – You had a day off and would prefer to nap then watch the Cowboys win. So you curled up on the couch and got a good nap in. Enjoy it. Blame tryptophan if you want. But at least now you have some reasonable doubt.

The Doc is In

I am thankful for flu shots.
I am thankful for prayers from the Deacon.
I am thankful that Jimmy Butler is on the Sixers.
I am thankful for watchful waiting.
But most of all I am thankful that my kids have finally gone to bed.
Give thanks this season. And get your flu shot. And watch your carb intake.
The Doc is In