(Minghui.org) On May 2, 2010, a practitioner over 70 years old was seriously injured in a traffic accident by a bus in Harbin City. She suffered fractures to her sternum, ribs, and pelvis, as well as a comminuted skull fracture (which was repaired with metal plates). She also had bleeding in the brain from trauma, which left her in a coma for over a month and a half. She said that it was Master and Falun Dafa who gave her a second life. The following is the practitioner's remarkable story.
In my semi-conscious state after the accident, I heard someone say, “Ma, are you awake?” When I opened my eyes, I saw my daughter standing next to my bed. She told me that she was my daughter and that I had been in a coma for over a month and a half.
When I placed my hand on my stomach, I could feel the Falun spinning, but I could not remember what Falun was called. When I closed my eyes, I could see the image of a book, and I could see a piece of paper covering the words on the book. What book is this? I just could not remember. I placed my hands on my chest and thought, "It's fine if I forget everything else in my life, but I cannot allow myself to forget what this book is."
After some time, the words “Tempering One’s Heart and Will” (in Hong Yin) suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. What is this? I gradually recalled that this was a poem Master had written. Bit by bit, I tried to recall each sentence in the poem, and after a few days I managed to recall the entire poem. I then came to the profound realization that the crux of one's life is Master's Great Law. It was the righteous thoughts of a cultivator that helped me get through this difficult time!
At first, I was entirely paralyzed and almost completely numb. I began by trying to sit upright, but whenever I did, I would feel I was spinning and would sway and fall over.
Once when I fell over, I thought I felt something fall off my head. But when I touched my head, I instead felt a large, soft mass. My daughter told me that half of my skull had been removed, leaving only a piece of skin covering my brain. Because I couldn't remember any of the incident that landed me in the hospital, my daughter told me how I had been hit by a bus (there was a video of the accident) and how I had been injured. I thought to myself that I was a cultivator, and I resolved that I would be able to sit up.
A few days later, I was actually able to sit up. No matter how dizzy I felt, I shut my eyes and gripped the bed rails. I gritted my teeth and refused to let myself fall over. A few days later, when I was sitting more steadily, my first goal was to try to sit in the full lotus position. I managed to do this quite easily, and once I did, I felt really good.
After I managed to sit up, the doctors had me wear an earpiece as a form of therapy (I don't know what it was for). I suddenly remembered that, because I'm a practitioner, I don't need medical treatment. I took off the earpiece. The doctors yelled at me for refusing to wear it, but I refused to listen. I was supposed to have seven therapy sessions, but I refused to go, and the sessions were eventually dropped.
My body recovered very quickly, and the doctors decided to proceed with surgery to cover up the hole in my skull with metal plates. While waiting for my surgery, my family took me for a walk in the hospital yard. I saw many patients who could walk, but they had large, reddish surgical scars on their scalps. My daughter told me that these patients had also had skull fractures from traffic accidents, and some of them had been in the hospital for over seven months. As I was wheeled to the operating room that morning, I thought to myself, "I'm a practitioner, and I don't want a scalp like that." Two weeks after my operation, I went home.
When I got home, I decided to practice walking so that I could go out to meet my fellow practitioners. After slightly more than a month, I was able to go downstairs in the apartment building. I met my elderly neighbor who, upon looking at my head, exclaimed: “Oh! There aren't any scars! And there is even hair growing from the skin at the surgery site! Looks like the things you told me before are indeed true. (I had clarified the truth to her before).” I taught her to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” When I bumped into her again, I noticed that her appearance had improved.
According to my daughter, I had sustained fractures in multiple places, and received practically no treatment for them. When my family begged the doctors to treat me, the doctors said that, as hard as it was for them to say it, they hadn't even figured out a way of treating my brain injury. According to the doctors, they predicted that, even if I survived, I would be a vegetable.
Nobody imagined that I could ever recover completely back to my normal self. I could study the Fa and do the exercises normally, and the moment I could get out of my apartment, I started to do the three things. Since two years ago, I have been going out to clarify the truth on my own.
This experience made me truly realize that, as long as we firmly believe in Master and the Fa, Master is always beside us and looking after us. Let us repay Master's boundless mercy by fulfilling our solemn vow and doing the three things better.
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