(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in February 1999. I have experienced many tribulations on my path of cultivation in th twenty-odd years. Fortunately, I have pulled through them all thanks to Master Li’s (Dafa’s founder) compassionate protection along the way.
My husband is not a practitioner but has also borne many hardships due to the ongoing persecution of Falun Dafa by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP).
I was sentenced to 10 years in prison by the CCP for my faith in Falun Dafa. My husband did not leave me and faithfully waited for me to come back home. He often visited me in prison and deposited money for me to spend on daily necessities.
Even though he does not practice Falun Dafa, Master has always taken care of my husband and protected him. The following are just a few incidents.
Successful Application for Subsistence Allowance
I was released from prison and went back home in July 2017. My husband contracted uremia just two months later. He had not yet retired and had to pay social security every year. My salary was less than 1,000 yuan a month, and we had very little savings.
My husband needed hemodialysis, and without a subsistence allowance, it would be very difficult for us to cover the expenses. A friend of my husband told him that if he wanted to get the subsistence allowance, he would have to fake a divorce from me.
When I heard about his friend’s suggestion, I said to my husband, “We won’t apply for the subsistence allowance if you have to fake a divorce. That is not being truthful and I would never do anything that is not in line with the Fa.”
Later, a friend told us that according to the policy, if one’s spouse is earning less than 1,000 yuan a month, the couple is entitled to receive a subsistence allowance. As my monthly salary was just under 1,000 yuan, we were entitled to the allowance.
We provided relevant documents and our friend helped us get the allowance without any issues. Under this policy, my husband’s medical treatment is covered and he is also entitled to a 500 yuan allowance per month; with my salary, we have enough to get by. I always believe that as long we walk our path righteously and have faith in Master, he will help us out in difficult situations.
The Lost File Found
My husband was due for retirement one and a half years later. However, the file of his seven years of temporary service could not be found. That seven years of service is important for working out his retirement entitlement.
Once, a friend told us that those who worked as temporary workers could get supplementary money, so we went to the workplace to check it out, but proof of his temporary work could not be found.
Before we left, my husband said casually, “The file of my service as a temporary worker seems to be lost, and cannot be found anywhere.”
A female officer overheard our conversation and said, “Oh, all the files of the temporary workers are here with me, you can take it after you write a request for it.” She then gave my husband instructions on how to write the request. Just like that, we accidentally came across the file we had been looking for.
We were very happy to have found the file. I said to my husband, “Let’s thank Master, who helped us find it.”
My husband also felt it was more than just a lucky coincidence and agreed that Dafa’s Master helped him.
When they worked out his retirement entitlement, it was over 3,000 yuan per month, much more than we had anticipated.
Master Saved My Husband
My husband has been suffering from high blood pressure and diabetes for more than 20 years. During the ten years I was unlawfully imprisoned, no one took care of him. At that time, our daughter had a young child to look after so she was unavailable to take on the care of her father.
My husband took medication when he remembered, he still coped with it and never needed to be hospitalized.
When he first developed uremia, doctors said that he had a serious heart condition and that dialysis was harmful to his heart.
All our relatives, friends, and former classmates did not expect that he could survive this long, and they all said that the fact he was still around was a miracle itself. I think he was blessed for everything he had endured for me.
Late last year, my husband contracted COVID-19. During dialysis, he became confused and moved his arms involuntarily. The dialysis needle injured him, causing much bleeding. The nurse was unaware of what had happened as his arm was covered with the bedding. It wasn’t until the machine alarmed that the nurse realized that my husband looked a bit abnormal.
The doctor treating him said he had some inflammation and needed anti-inflammatory IV drugs for a few days. My daughter asked for her father to be hospitalized, but was told there were no beds available.
It was hard for the nurse to find a suitable blood vessel for the IV. In the end, they had to insert a needle in his foot.
We went to the hospital again the next day, this time we had a different doctor. My daughter told the doctor about what happened the day before.
“In his case, we shouldn’t give him IV fluids,” the doctor said to us, “Dialysis should avoid too much water, and with multiple bottles of medication a day, it will certainly increase the burden on his heart.”
My daughter asked again if her father could be hospitalized. “No,” the doctor said, “First of all, there are no beds available, and even if there are beds, what can we do? You’d better just go home and let him take some antipyretics if he runs a high fever. In fact, I tested positive myself. What can I do? I have to come to work as long as I can hold on.”
What the doctor implied was that if one were destined to survive, one would. If one wasn’t, there was nothing they could do.
After we got back home, my husband fell asleep. Soon afterward he looked like he was in pain. Occasionally, he would wake up, but he didn’t recognize anyone. His eyes were dull, and he would fall back to sleep.
His younger brother and nephew came to see him when they learned that he was infected. Both of them had been infected earlier and survived. Everyone was worried that my husband might not be able to pull through, and our daughter even began arrangements for his funeral.
I knew in my heart that only Master could save him, so I put headphones on him and told him to listen to Master’s lectures. He listened to the lectures for a whole day, and then he woke up and was clear-headed and able to recognize people.
“Master saved you,” I said to him, “You have been in a coma for three days. Please thank Master quickly!” My husband said, “Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!”
My husband survived and we were all happy for him. Many others, who were not as sick as he was, did not make it. All our relatives and friends witnessed the healing power of Falun Dafa.
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