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Jun 30 2006 12:00 AM | admin in Healing
This is an account of a very intense miracle healing, which happened this year (2006). I have my fuzzy account of what happened as I was literally "playing with the faries" during these weeks of channeling but kindly we have another account personally written by the person directly invovled.
"Mr Smith" has kindly also offered that if anybody would like to contact him regarding what happened to please contact me (Sandy) and I shall pass on his email address.
Ok ... First Account is by "Mr Smith", followed by my account of the experience.
Less than half an hour into the first football game of the season my 14 year old goalie son jumped above a mêlée of players to retrieve a high cross. He crashed to the ground clutching the ball under a heap of lads. As the others picked themselves up, my son stayed down. It was that gut wrenching moment that every parent dreads. Was he injured or just winded? This time it was an injury - a bad one. He was in agony with his right knee rapidly swelling to the size of the football he had just saved. We called an ambulance and rushed to the local Accident and Emergency unit.
X-rays were taken and the A&E Consultant summoned who in turn called in an Orthopaedic Registrar. From the x-rays it was clear that the tibia was fractured - a longitudinal split from the knee. The Orthopaedic Registrar told us that the knee growth plate was also dislodged and went on to explain that this could result in the growth of that leg stopping, leaving it crooked and shorter than the other. He suggested that surgery could rectify the problem but warned us that success was by no means guaranteed. My son's leg was plastered from hip to ankle and an appointment made for him to see the Orthopaedic Consultant on the following Wednesday.
Every parent will know how I felt with the prospect of my son having a crippled leg for the rest of his life. I was totally distraught with worry. I kept thinking, "If only there was some way I could help him." In despair I called Sandy. We'd established a strong bond shortly after we met and had become very close friends. I had experienced Sandy's extraordinary powers myself. Could she help? Bless her, she said she would drop everything and work on healing my son immediately.
She asked me to email her a photo of my son. Shortly after I did so, Sandy called back. She was incredibly excited and full of questions! "There's a silver haired man, Alf or Alfie .. and ... with a wolf... who could he be?"... "There's a strong smell of toast... what does it mean?"... "There's a woman in a maid uniform... her name begins with MAR... who is she?"
We worked out that the silver haired man was my grandfather who had absolutely loved toast! The "wolf" was his German shepherd dog. The woman in the maid uniform was my wife's mother, Marjorie, who had been a hotel housekeeper.
There were more telephone calls and more questions over the next couple of days. I could feel my grandfather's presence and the dog's spirit stayed with me. It was an incredibly emotional time for me. I had loved my grandfather dearly and we had been very close. I enjoyed having the dog around and kept him with me until Sandy told me to send him back!
Then Wednesday arrived. My son was due to see the Orthopaedic Consultant. I was so anxious. I was pacing up and down in the garden, sick with worry, when Sandy suddenly appeared beside me. I actually saw her and felt her hug me as she told me that everything would be ok. It was one of the most beautiful experiences of my life, one that I shall never forget.
We returned to the hospital. My son had the plaster cast removed and a new set of x-rays taken. Then we saw the Consultant. He was baffled. The tibia fracture had miraculously disappeared and the growth plate appeared to be normal! But there was still a problem - my son was in considerable pain without the supp...
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