Monthly Archives: August 2025
Grab a Girdle . . .
Okay, so this is totally off the beaten path. No medical angle. No talking about Dr. Jack Merchant. I have been watching “Leanne” on Netflix. If you haven’t discovered Leanne Morgan, go to Netflix or Youtube and watch some of her comedy specials BEFORE you watch the new series. And try, for now, to avoid the little baby girl overlays of her comedy. You’ll see what I mean. You must see Leanne’s facial expressions to get her comedy.
Then, go to Netflix and watch the new series. Bring a tissue. You’ll be crying with laughter. Leanne Morgan is from Tennessee and her southern accent is genuine and, for this southern boy, strangely comforting. It brings back many memories of growing up on a farm in Blanchard, Louisiana. She is my people!
You can also find many video posts on Youtube with Leanne interviewed by famous people such as Oprah about her series. But the best is with Amy Poehler. During that interview, Leanne talks about her battle with Spanx and girdles and after I got myself up off the floor, a memory from my childhood surfaced.
That’s my mother on the far right at Grand Canyon when I was ten. I’m the kid looking away from the camera. The other two kids are my nephews and my older sister, Gwen, is their mother. The guy in the middle is my father, of course.
My mother was larger than life. Literally. Her entire life, she fought the battle of the bulge. Once, and only once, successfully losing a hundred pounds. She had TOPS to thank. What is TOPS? Take Off Pounds Sensibly! Maybe a Weight Watchers precursor? Guess what? It still exists.
I tell the story of the time I bit into a salad mother made from a TOPS recipe only to find plastic netting in my mouth. Green plastic netting! The recipe said to substitute it for real lettuce to cut down on the calories. And to put fiber in your diet! I think I pooped a flower arrangement!
Tab was the drink of choice back then filled with that mouse bladder cancer agent saccharin. I drank it just like my Mom because I was a hefty, chunky little boy who had to wear “Husky” jeans. A nice word for fat boy breeches. And don’t get me started on Metrical. Those little dry, flaky biscuits could have been used for door stops. And stop me up they did! Anyway, I digress.
But, the battle of bulge reached critical proportions every Sunday morning. My father was a bivocational music director and he served in various small churches my entire life. This meant we were at the church every time the doors were open. Now, my mother drove a school bus. And her preferred clothing was double knit polyester pants and flowered blouses. She made both, by the way, from that lovely, indestructible polyester cloth that will be wrapped around indestructible styrofoam in a landfill. A thousand years from now someone will find that blouse and pair of pants and wear them with a Styrofoam cooler for a hat.
For a short period of time, she made me shirts to wear to junior high school. I tried to burn them in the trash, but as I said, they were indestructible!
On Sunday mornings, when I was young, between about 6 and 10, my mother would call me into her bedroom as she was getting dressed for Sunday morning. She agreed to wear a dress on Sunday morning instead of her slacks because, after all, she was the music director’s wife. She won a battle once to allow her to wear her pants on Sunday evening, but that is a story for another day.
My mother would be standing by the bed with her girdle halfway up her legs. My job was to climb up on the bed and grab the top of her girdle and pull with all my might. My father couldn’t do the job. His hands were too big to fit between the girdle’s lip and my mother’s, uh, skin.
I would heave an ho and pull and tug and grunt and sweat until finally, the girdle would slide up into place and my mother, red faced and short of breath would declare victory. I never thought about this odd request. Didn’t all boys help their mothers with their girdles? Of course they did.
Until I heard Leanne Morgan talk about her girdle and her struggle to get it up over her stomach “the size of a small purse”.
I laugh about this today. I never shared that girdle gridiron touchdown story with anyone until I got married. My wife never wore a girdle. In fact, the word girdle has all but disappeared from our vocabulary replaced with more acceptable euphemisms.
My mother passed away in 2004. And I miss her. But I must admit, I don’t miss the great girdle hitch me up!
Check out Leanne on Netflix and laugh. Now, when she mentions her girdle, you’l see why I found myself on the floor in tears!
Of Magic, Merchants, and Mayhem
I want to thank everyone for reading the past few posts promoting my latest book, “Merchant of Justice”. Response to the story has been good especially from my medical colleagues! If you haven’t read “Shadow Merchant” I encourage you to check it out and our website, hopeagainbooks.com has links to buy the book.
Tomorrow I am traveling to the Daytona Beach area to visit with Mark and Donna Sutton. Mark is my former pastor, co-author, and brother in Christ. In 2001 Mark and I were privileged to release “Conquering Depression” published by B&H Publishing. Since that time, B&H asked us to update the book and in 2014, released “Hope Again: A 30 Day Plan for Conquering Depression.” In 2019, Mark and I released the third edition under our own publishing banner, “Hope Again: A Lifetime Plan for Conquering Depression.”
I cannot express how many lives this book has changed. I do not say this as a boast for I never planned on co-authoring a book about depression because I never planned on having a major life changing depressive episode. God had different plans and as I have said many times, “it was not my plan”. It seems most of the time, what I am involved in has never been MY plan. My simple awakening moment every day is to ask God what work I can be involved in today. His work. Not mine! And God has blessed this little book that kept on going.
Now, I am faced with the reality that my section of the book based on medical data and apologetic and cultural issues is sadly out of date. It needs to be updated.
But, the book is now, in one form or the other, almost 24 years old. Perhaps it is time to let it fade away. Yesterday, while visiting Barnes and Noble I saw many books written by Christian authors dealing with anxiety, depression, and cultural influences. Maybe our book isn’t needed anymore. At the time we wrote the first book, there were hardly any books written at an easily understandable level for helping Christians develop a plan to conquer depression. While it did not become a best seller, it filled a niche and has changed and touched lives all over the world. LOGOS, the Bible study software, lists our book as part of their library.
I am asking for prayer and direction about our book. I will be sitting down with Mark to discuss the future. Mark’s health no longer allows him to write books but his knowledge of the Bible and how to apply it to everyday life is large and in charge!
We talk more about our book at conqueringdepression.com and I apologize that site is not as active as I desire. If you want to check out our book, I suggest you order it from hopeagainbooks.com not the conquering depression website.
On another note, I am actively involved in finishing the final book in the “Chronicles of Jonathan Steel”. I wrote the rough draft for the first book way back in 2000. It has been a long journey writing about all thirteen demons! And I want the last book to bring together all of the story lines. When I decided to write a book series, the first thing I did was sit down and write the last chapter of the last book so I would know where I would be going over the series. I know where I have been headed with every book and I want to true to the stories I’ve told up until now. In a future post I will tell the story again of how a total stranger had a vision about my books and told me I had three guardian angels watching over me to make sure Satan did not keep me from writing these books. Those of my readers who follow Jonathan Steel please be patient. It will be worth the wait!
If you interested in the Jonathan Steel series, I suggest you go to Amazon or Apple Books and download my Volume 1 of the Jonathan Steel Chronicles. There is not a printed version because it would be over 1200 pages long! This is the latest updated versions of the first three books restored to their original form after heavy editing by my traditional publisher. These books are the “author’s” cut, so to speak!
Also, I am working on putting together an audiobook series of the books. Lots going on!
And, I haven’t forgot about Dr. Jack Merchant. I’m working on the third book as I am working on the Chronicles of Jonathan Steel.
And, I am so excited about a book I discovered just yesterday, “On Magic & Miracles” by Mirian Jacobs. She is a Christian author who has addressed the “wizard” in the room regarding how Christian authors can write stories including magic! My spin off series from Jonathan Steel, “The Node of God” has been in limbo because I have wrestled with how to write a Christian story that includes magic. Now I feel liberated and I am about to start work on finishing that first book, “The Node of God: The Harbinger of the Redeemer”.
One last note, tonight at Brookwood Baptist Church our monthly Brookwood Apologetics meeting will feature a Question and Answer Forum where our “scholars” will be open to any question about Christian and science, culture, and so forth. We may not have all the answers but we will have some and we can point anyone in the right direction for answers.
The Man with Xray Vision!
I was ten years old and the advertisements in the back of the Superman comic book showed a man with glasses looking at his hand and seeing through the skin to the bones. The glasses were advertised as “X Ray Vision” glasses for one dollar. I knew that Superman had Xray vision and if I could just get those glasses . . .
That afternoon, I pinned a red towel to my back. My mother refused to allow me to tie the towel around my neck because I might “hang” myself. So we pinned the towel corners one to each shoulder. Little did she know I was about to do something as dangerous as the possibility of choking. I climbed up on the roof of the “garage apartment” as we called the one bedroom apartment next to our house and decided I could fly like Superman. If I could fly, I wouldn’t need Xray glasses!
I jumped and fell about eight feet landing square on my back. The blow knocked the wind out of me and still remember lying on the ground unable to breath. I couldn’t get my breath. Luckily, my daddy was out in the yard “piddling” (that means doing little odd jobs, not relieving oneself) and saw me fall. He came over immediately and kept telling me to breath. That was what I was trying to do! Eventually I got my breath back and was able to go into the house. I don’t know how I managed not to break anything. But that little incident bought me enough empathy from my parents that I convinced my mother to order the “X ray Glasses” from the comic book.
Of course, when the glasses arrived all they did was make something look blurry enough you thought you were seeing the bones inside. It was another scam against a young comic book reader like the “submarine” I acquired which was nothing but a cardboard box. Little did I know that one day, I would truly be the man with Xray vision!
Do you know your radiologist? I’m sure you know your internist, family practice doctor, OB/GYN doctor and so forth. Few people realize that if you have any kind of Xray or imaging study, particularly in a hospital or imaging center there is a radiologist responsible for reviewing those studies and dictating a report with the findings and a diagnosis. These doctors work in the shadows behind the scene but are absolutely essential to patient diagnosis. I know, because I am a radiologist.
Becoming a radiologist was NEVER my plan! In fact, one day I want to write a book about my life entitled, “Never My Plan!”. I was halfway through my internship in internal medicine the year after I graduated from medical school and realized I had made a huge mistake. I was miserable. I hated my internship. This was NOT what I wanted to do. I started looking at other residencies and one day, while working the emergency room, ran into my friend, Randy Brown down in radiology at LSU Medical Center. I’ve shared this story before, but I realized God was opening a door I never considered walking through and I ended up in the radiology residency program the following July.
After 4 years of residency and a short fellowship, I started working at Willis Knighton Medical Center with a group of radiologists. That was 42 years ago! I have never regretted the decision. I have been a “shadow merchant” since July 1980!
What does a doctor with Xray Vision do, exactly? I describe a radiologist and his practice with my character, Dr. Jack Merchant in “Shadow Merchant” and “Merchant of Justice”.
At the core of each hospital is a department of Radiology. Like very department in the hospital, radiology has its own drama, struggles, and personal quirks. It is here patients receive diagnostic imaging studies that range from simple X-rays all the way to PET scans.
The cover of “Shadow Merchant” features part of my daughter’s MRI of her brain by her permission, of course.
Xrays most people understand. You know, “hold your breath” when they take a “picture” of your lungs. Or that possible fracture you might have when they Xray your hand. However, the field of radiology includes CAT scanning with an Xray device that produces “slices” through the human body and can reconstruct those slices into 3D images. MRI uses massively powered magnets and no radiation to produce images of just about anything in the entire body. Just slide right into that tube over there! Ultrasound uses sound waves to produce fancy “sonar” images of many parts of the body. Nuclear Medicine uses radioactive tracers tagged to certain chemicals that can image body organs and evaluate their function as well as their anatomy. PET scans are a special kind of nuclear medicine study using a combination of nuclear pharmaceuticals and CAT scans for evaluation of almost any kind of cancer.
Mammography consists of 3D Xray imaging of the breast to rule out breast cancer. The gold standard for breast diagnosis in the twenty first century is the radiology controlled breast imaging centers where a patient arrives with a complaint related to their breasts and they don’t leave until there is an answer using mammography and ultrasound. In today’s world, the radiologist not only diagnoses a possible breast cancer but will discuss those findings with the patient and set them up for a biopsy under imaging guidance by the radiologist. Radiologist work hand in hand with breast surgeons, radiation therapists, and oncologists in the science of the diagnosis of breast cancer.
Most other types of biopsies are performed by a radiologist using CAT scan or ultrasound guidance. Most elective spinal taps are now performed by radiologists using Xray guidance which is much better for the patient. Interventional radiology, a field within radiology has exploded in the past decade and IR doctors now do all kinds of invasive diagnostic procedures or treatments using imaging guidance. And of course, the radiologist still performs upper GIs and barium enemas to look at the digestive system.
When I started out in radiology the field was not nearly as technologically advanced and I have had to LEARN a lot to keep up with the advances. In fact, I attend educational meetings every year just to keep up with the new advances and most of the subspecialties I mentioned above require regular recertification on a regular basis. In our practice group, we have subspecialty radiologists who are more expert in their areas. For instance, my subspecialities are breast imaging and PET scans. This way, our group can cover all of the new advances without every member learning every new advance as that would be almost impossible. This is how complicated this field of medicine has become.
Next time you show up for a “test” in radiology, pay attention to the technologists and the nurses and be aware there is a radiologist in charge who will be responsible for making your diagnosis or delivering your therapy. And, I would suggest you ask the name of your radiologist for the day. We would appreciate it!
















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