(Minghui.org) A few years ago, I had to resign from a chemical factory after working there for only a month because I felt ill.
I felt tired all the time. My gum line bled and formed clots. As soon as I spat out the clots, the bleeding started again. However, I was not afraid. My mother is also a Falun Dafa practitioner. All her health problems went away after she began to practice.
Except for listening to Master Li Hongzhi’s recorded Fa teaching, I spent most of my days resting. A week later, I had a fever. My family took me to the hospital. The diagnosis was severe aplastic anemia⸺my bone marrow stopped making blood. My platelet level was 1,000 per cubic millimeter (the standard minimum is 120,000 per cubic millimeter). That was the reason my gums bled.
The doctor insisted that I be admitted to the hospital to save my life. However, I did not want to. My family members were worried about me and would not let me go home. After my family learned from a friend how serious my condition was, they transferred me to a major hospital in Tianjin. As a practitioner, my mother was relatively calm. The other family members cried behind my back.
There was also bleeding in my eyes, and my vision was blurry. These also did not bother me. I believed Master was protecting me.
A month later, I was moved to a sterile room in the hospital. I listened to Master’s lectures during the day, while I received the treatments. There were no intravenous drips during the night, so I snuck into the bathroom to do the exercises. The bathroom was the only place without a surveillance camera. Not having much strength, I often lost my balance while doing the exercises. My clothes were soaked with sweat when I finished.
I studied the Fa and did the exercises almost every day. My mother taught me poems from Hong Yin. I never considered my condition an illness. I saw it as a tribulation I must overcome.
The tribulation was not a coincidence. It occurred because I was neglecting cultivation. For example, I was playing video games and gambling, which are things I should not be doing. I knew that I must elevate myself according to the Fa. Only then, could I overcome this tribulation.
In the hospital, I didn't experience any of the common side effects from the medication. Ordinarily, people with low platelets bruised easily, but I only had a few red blood dots on my skin from the needles. I didn't have a fever or feel nauseous. Even the doctors found it hard to believe.
Through Fa study, I decided it was time for me to stop the medical treatments. I am a Dafa practitioner, and I have Master’s protection. I thought about how I could avoid a certain medication. I said to the doctor, “I don’t want this medication, I don’t feel well after getting it.” Sure enough, I had heart arrhythmia the day after I received it. I knew Master was helping me.
Next, I secretly stopped taking the oral medications. I was taking several dozens of pills a day that cost several hundred yuan (about a hundred US dollars). But again, I wanted to be honest, so I announced my intention outright.
My father was worried about me not taking the medications, and my sister called me from another city. The doctors and department chairman also talked to me. I told them, “I know my own body.”
In the end, they gave in and stopped all my oral medications. My family was still anxious about my condition. The doctor said, “Without medication, the chance of survival will decrease a lot.” I was not moved because I had faith in Master and Dafa.
I thought, “I am a practitioner. I should not be in the hospital. I want to leave. I told my mother, “I want to do something, but I don’t know how to do it.”
Mother replied, “If you think it is the right thing to do, then do it.”
“I want to go home!” I said immediately.
I was surprised when mother said, “You cannot, your condition only just stabilized.”
Her original advice: ‘If you think it is the right thing to do, then do it,’ must have been a hint from Master.
I insisted on going home. The doctor said that my blood type is an uncommon one. If I go back to my hometown and the local blood bank does not have my blood type, I might not survive if my body does not make blood.
I assured my family, “I’m sure I will recover after I go home.”
My first blood test after going home showed signs of recovery. Six months later, the results were close to normal.
Wanting to make sure that I had recovered, my father took me back to the hospital in Tianjin for an exam. The doctors and department chairman who previously treated me asked, “Did you really not take any medication?” I replied, “I really did not take any medication.” They said, “Then you don’t need them... this is a miracle.”
In the two months I was in the hospital, several of the others who shared the room with me passed away. The hospital boasts a 60% cure rate for this condition. In reality, besides myself, I did not see anyone else leave the hospital completely cured.
Under Master’s protection, I passed this major illness tribulation.
Even though I wasn't diligent in cultivation, I always saw myself as a Dafa practitioner. I believed in Master and that I would be alright. Perhaps because of this righteous thought, along with Fa study, the exercises, and Master’s protection, I made it through this test of life and death.
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