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I am hesitating to recount this as it is still very raw in my memory, but I know it is an intruiging story and might even give someone some comfort.
A few years ago someone very close to me made a serious attempt at suicide and as well as inflicting wounds took about 200 Paracetamol. I found him close to death and he was rushed to the local hospital where the doctor told him bluntly he was unlikely to make it through the night.
I was beside myself that night, with no Christian faith to call on. I do have a great friend who belongs to a group that contact the dead (often doctors), to intercede for the living. I was that desperate I remembered my friend's spiritual contacts and I spent hours and hours pleading into thin air for "someone who has died who knows X to help him survive". I just repeated the same thing over and over without any knowledge or experience of contacting the 'Other Side'.
Well, he made it through that night, was transferred to a Liver Transplant Unit where he undertook dialysis and within two weeks was discharged and made a full recovery. The doctors considered it a remarkable recovery as they have known an overdose of only 12 Paracetamols to be fatal, and his blood counts and tests all showed a high degree of toxicity.
What makes this a bit out of the ordinary was that X recounted a strange incident that occurred as he lay in the Liver Transplant Unit. He woke to find he had a visitor by his bed. It was his ex wife's uncle. He recalls saying " I thought you hated being near hospitals" to which the man replied " I'm fine about them now, and I've come to tell you you are going to be alright". Then he left. It was not until he was a little stronger and thinking about the visit that he realised that the ex wife's uncle had died two years before.
A few years ago someone very close to me made a serious attempt at suicide and as well as inflicting wounds took about 200 Paracetamol. I found him close to death and he was rushed to the local hospital where the doctor told him bluntly he was unlikely to make it through the night.
I was beside myself that night, with no Christian faith to call on. I do have a great friend who belongs to a group that contact the dead (often doctors), to intercede for the living. I was that desperate I remembered my friend's spiritual contacts and I spent hours and hours pleading into thin air for "someone who has died who knows X to help him survive". I just repeated the same thing over and over without any knowledge or experience of contacting the 'Other Side'.
Well, he made it through that night, was transferred to a Liver Transplant Unit where he undertook dialysis and within two weeks was discharged and made a full recovery. The doctors considered it a remarkable recovery as they have known an overdose of only 12 Paracetamols to be fatal, and his blood counts and tests all showed a high degree of toxicity.
What makes this a bit out of the ordinary was that X recounted a strange incident that occurred as he lay in the Liver Transplant Unit. He woke to find he had a visitor by his bed. It was his ex wife's uncle. He recalls saying " I thought you hated being near hospitals" to which the man replied " I'm fine about them now, and I've come to tell you you are going to be alright". Then he left. It was not until he was a little stronger and thinking about the visit that he realised that the ex wife's uncle had died two years before.
