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eagleonearth:
we are similar oo. That's how my parents took me to a church function when I was about 8yrs. I was busy playing with other children outside because we found the preaching boring or stuff like that. After the event, my parents said I should start confessing that I have been healed of asthma(bronchitis), that my case was called out via word of knowledge/prophecy by the guest preacher. I refuted what my parents were saying and told them that I still had difficulty breathing and I can't lie that I have been healed when I'm not. long story cut short, that sickness disappeared in a very mysterious way from that day. I threw away my medicine bag and stopped having crisis and incessant injection routine. God is powerful indeed.

Samantha125:
Mine happened when I was ten years old, I fell sick and got admitted in hospital... My condition at the time was stable, but kept deteriorating over time, I had to be transferred to another hospital outside of my province... I stayed there for about two weeks before my first surgery and my parents would sometimes have to go back home as they had other priorities back home, my brother was the one who'd normally come and see me during afternoon visiting hours since he was schooling in the same province I was transferred to and his school wasn't that far from the hospital.

A day for my surgery came and things seemed promising after the procedure, even though I was still on oxygen, things seemed to be headed to the right direction... My parents were by my side for a couple of days and the doctor finally decided to get me off the oxygen since my condition had seemed to have improved... My parents then had to go back home in Limpopo and I remember within a couple of hours after their departure, I started experiencing this heavy feeling within my chest like it was compressed altogether, I complained to one nurse about how I was finding it difficult to breathe properly, she alerted the doctor and they put me back on oxygen while they monitored me through the night.

My doctor came back early in the morning to check up on me before he left and it wasn't until I had my breakfast that my condition turned for the worst, I started hyperventilating to a point that even the oxygen wasn't helping anymore, when I attempted to speak, my voice couldn't come out, I felt myself struggling to exhale by the minute... I was immediately attended to by this other doctor that I didn't recognise, he quickly prepared me and rushed me to the ICU together with the ward's senior nurse, I actually thought I was dying by that moment... After getting to the ICU, they tried getting hold of my parents, but could not reach them.

I was then placed on this other oxygen which had this weird smoky smell, I managed to whisper to the senior nurse that I was thirsty and needed some water to drink, she promised to get me the water, but I quickly passed out, when I woke up, I found myself on a life support system and I was being attended to by this other female doctor... My doctor then came and explained everything to me, apparently I had developed an infection after my first surgery, he also told me how they've been trying to get hold of my parents without any success since as a minor, they needed their consent to conduct another surgery on me as my condition was now critical and required them to conduct an urgent surgery ASAP... So in my parents absence, they took it upon themselves to go ahead with the procedure... Because it was either they wait and I don't make it or they conduct the surgery without my parents' permission and save my life.

I honestly didn't care, I was just relieved that I could breathe again even though I relied on a ventilator... I think my brother had an exam that day, so he also couldn't come and see me... Few hours later, two new doctors that I've never seen before came to fetch me from the ICU to the operating theater, apparently they were assigned to perform the surgery on me by another doctor, I was attended to by a variety of doctors that day with their different specialities.

The following day my brother went to the children's ward like he'd normally do during afternoon visiting hours, but upon getting there, I was nowhere to be found, he was then directed to the ICU and when he got there, I was asleep and the sight of me being surrounded by all those different hospital equipments terrified him... From what he told me, he only stayed for a few minutes and left... He got hold of our parents and instructed them to come to the hospital ASAP for I was dying and from that day on, he stopped coming to visit me... My family arrived in the middle of the night and at first they weren't allowed in since it was way past visiting hours, but they explained to the nurses and doctor how they're from another province and drove to the hospital as soon as they heard the news of my condition.

When they came in, I was awake, but still on a life support system and my wrists were restrained to the bed because the doctors feared that I might start overreacting as a child and harm myself in the process... My cousin only looked at me once and left, he waited outside... I could see in my parents and aunt's eyes that they were also terrified by my condition but trying to be strong... From that moment on, I had to be strong for myself and fight because I could see the hopelessness in everyone's eyes.

I stayed in the ICU for a couple of weeks until my condition became stable and I was moved back to the children's ward... I was taken off the ventilator machine and placed back on the medical oxygen, but I still couldn't speak or eat solid food, I'd use a note pad and a pencil to communicate with everyone... My brother then started visiting me again upon hearing that I was out of the ICU.

My mother would later open up to me about how at one point, she had started preparing herself for the worst, but here am I today healthy and happy...😃😃😃... I'll forever be grateful of those doctors who teamed up together to save my life...☺️☺️☺️

That's my survival story.

Blazebond:
Brainwashed pity person, Isreal should have fought alone NAU,abi una think say na everyone be clown like Una,yeye religious Zealot's.

Samantha125:
Problem with you guys is that you idolize rich people... You're putting him in the same level as God by referring to him as "almighty".

iykofias:
Putin visited one of the command posts of the Special Military Operation in the evening of November 30. Main points:

▪Putin received reports on the liberation of Krasnoarmeysk and Volchansk;

▪The President was informed about the start of the operation to liberate the city of Gulaypole, and street battles are currently taking place;

▪Putin was informed about the capture of the southern part of the city of Dimitrov under the control of Russian troops;

▪Vladimir Putin set tasks for ensuring the soldiers of the SMO with everything needed for the winter.

Kobojunkie:
Your mere opinion is not and can never amount to the truth or a truth for anyone outside of your own mind. Right there in Nigeria, there still exists the culture of fattening women in preparation for marriage.

Also, na your legs she spread? Na her legs but why you come become monitoring spirit over how she can spread her legs as though na your standing of poise women dey suppose live by?

Razzness:
Israel can be very precise in taking out terrorist in other countries, but when it's come to Gaza, the suddenly forget how to do it and carpet bomb the whole place

Sonnobax15:

This one that Hamas have started massaging Israel blokos,hope they'll not shout genocide when Israel will start cummin on them cha