Mar
29
2017
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By Anonymous (not verified)
The following comes from Friends of Mercy Joao (John) and Zelia Botelho of Ottawa, Canada:
Around 6:30 a.m. on April 4, 1994, the Tuesday after Easter Sunday, John was getting ready to go to work. I looked at him, and I noticed he was sweating profusely. He said he was very dizzy. I gave him some water, and he choked because he couldn't swallow. I knew these were symptoms of a stroke. I brought him to the hospital and explained my fears that he had suffered a stroke. The doctor examined him and said that he may have a virus, and sent him home around 11 a.m. When he got home, he laid on the sofa, and later I noticed that his face and ears were turning blue. He became paralyzed, so I called an ambulance. It was around 12:30 p.m.
All afternoon the doctors performed the tests. It was around 8 p.m. when the doctor said John had a massive cerebral and stem infarct (stroke). My husband's brain was so swollen, a millimeter away from the skull, he could have easily gone into a coma. At this point, he was functioning only with the help of tubes and machines.
During the next three days, a team of doctors could not agree to a treatment because the blockage was impossible to operate on and it was blocking a master vein. On Friday, around 2 p.m., the doctors announced that things had gotten worse. His lungs were totally congested and infected.
I was devastated and went to the visitors' room alone. It was close to 3 p.m. Grieving, I started imploring Jesus for His mercy. I was aware of the Novena to the Divine Mercy. I had started saying it with my husband on Good Friday. I reminded Him of the coming Divine Mercy Sunday. I told Him that I trusted Him and His promises. I even mentioned all that my husband did for His Church. At that moment I stopped crying and experienced a total silence and joyful peace. I sensed that my husband's lungs were clear and that he was going to be OK.
I went back to the intensive care unit and asked the nurse to please check the X-ray. She did and looked surprised for a while and told me to wait for the doctor, but she couldn't see anything wrong. I looked at my watch, and it was 3:20 p.m. With so much joy, I thanked and praised the Lord.
Little by little, he started waking up and opening his eyes. The doctor came to check the X-ray and examine him and congratulated me and told me my husband was coming back to life!
The next day, Saturday morning, when I got to the hospital, John was sitting upright. He was grateful and cheerful.
I talked to Jesus on Divine Mercy Sunday morning at Mass and said, "It's Your feast day. I want to see more." When I got to the hospital that day, I went to the intensive care unit where my husband had been. The nurse couldn't wait to grab me by the hand and show me his empty bed. I said, "My husband has risen!" The nurse said, "He did!" I found him sitting, looking great, and talking to a friend from church.
It has been 22 years since the stroke. Today he is a healthy and active man. He gardens and helps neighbors. He is grateful and faithful to the Lord.
Thank You, Jesus!
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Around 6:30 a.m. on April 4, 1994, the Tuesday after Easter Sunday, John was getting ready to go to work. I looked at him, and I noticed he was sweating profusely. He said he was very dizzy. I gave him some water, and he choked because he couldn't swallow. I knew these were symptoms of a stroke. I brought him to the hospital and explained my fears that he had suffered a stroke. The doctor examined him and said that he may have a virus, and sent him home around 11 a.m. When he got home, he laid on the sofa, and later I noticed that his face and ears were turning blue. He became paralyzed, so I called an ambulance. It was around 12:30 p.m.
All afternoon the doctors performed the tests. It was around 8 p.m. when the doctor said John had a massive cerebral and stem infarct (stroke). My husband's brain was so swollen, a millimeter away from the skull, he could have easily gone into a coma. At this point, he was functioning only with the help of tubes and machines.
During the next three days, a team of doctors could not agree to a treatment because the blockage was impossible to operate on and it was blocking a master vein. On Friday, around 2 p.m., the doctors announced that things had gotten worse. His lungs were totally congested and infected.
I was devastated and went to the visitors' room alone. It was close to 3 p.m. Grieving, I started imploring Jesus for His mercy. I was aware of the Novena to the Divine Mercy. I had started saying it with my husband on Good Friday. I reminded Him of the coming Divine Mercy Sunday. I told Him that I trusted Him and His promises. I even mentioned all that my husband did for His Church. At that moment I stopped crying and experienced a total silence and joyful peace. I sensed that my husband's lungs were clear and that he was going to be OK.
I went back to the intensive care unit and asked the nurse to please check the X-ray. She did and looked surprised for a while and told me to wait for the doctor, but she couldn't see anything wrong. I looked at my watch, and it was 3:20 p.m. With so much joy, I thanked and praised the Lord.
Little by little, he started waking up and opening his eyes. The doctor came to check the X-ray and examine him and congratulated me and told me my husband was coming back to life!
The next day, Saturday morning, when I got to the hospital, John was sitting upright. He was grateful and cheerful.
I talked to Jesus on Divine Mercy Sunday morning at Mass and said, "It's Your feast day. I want to see more." When I got to the hospital that day, I went to the intensive care unit where my husband had been. The nurse couldn't wait to grab me by the hand and show me his empty bed. I said, "My husband has risen!" The nurse said, "He did!" I found him sitting, looking great, and talking to a friend from church.
It has been 22 years since the stroke. Today he is a healthy and active man. He gardens and helps neighbors. He is grateful and faithful to the Lord.
Thank You, Jesus!
See more about Friends of Mercy
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