Miraculous Recovery. This is based on a true life story which happened to my mother in the year 2004-2005.
Thanks to @jerrybanfield for the opportunity to share this. This happened a long time ago so i have no image to share.
My parents hails from Nigeria, the southern part of the country but due to my fathers nature of job we had to be transfered from one part of the country to another, finally after 2-3 transfers we landed at the western part and settled.
Coming to the west was something we never imagined as the culture was totally different from ours but what choice do we have, we had to blend in, tried our best to learn their language and how things are done there.
We moved to the west in the year 1998, then we were just 3, myself and my two elder once, a boy and a girl. One year after residing in the west In the year 1999 my mother gave birth to her forth child which was a girl, we all were happy and celebrated her birth. According to my mother that was her last child.
In the course of 5-6 years we were so familiar with the people around us, made lots of friends, started schooling and could even speak their language (yoruba).
In the year 2005 i noticed my mother was acting strange and weird, falling sick and vomiting, tho i was still little but i still know how symptoms of pregnancy is, then i remembered when she said my junior sister was the last child so why the change of mind to have a fifth child, as a little child what could i do, i just sat and watched.
I told my elder sister about if of which she then confronted our mother and asked her, she actually denied she wasn't pregnant, we believed her because she was our mother not knowing she was having an intention to abort the child( this we found out when things went side ways).
Earlier in the year 2005 my mother had a conflict with one of the neighbours in the compound, this lead to a serious fight in which she promised my mother death. We all took it as a little joke not until it started happening.
My mother waking up from a deep sleep screeming that someone shot her in the dream and she died, coming from a religious family we stood up at night gathered round her and prayed after that we all went back to sleep. My mother was 2months pregnant then.
After 2weeks she woke up with a 2month pregnant tommy looking like a 9month old tommy, we all woke up scared. Y? Our mum told us she wasn't pregnant, so where did the grown tommy come from. Could it have been the gunshot in the dream, i asked my self. Later ahe told us she was 2month pregnant. My sister being angry with her could do nothing because of the state she was.
Rushed her to the hospital and called our dad, he immediately joined us in the hospital, spoke to the doctor, the doctors said they could not see anything through their scan, they said the baby heart beat is alright but there was no explanation to the swollen tommy. Immediately we knew it wasn't a natural occurrence but a spiritual one. We rushed her to the church where several men of God came in and prayed, she started feeling ok but the tommy was still like that of a 9months old.
After about an hour or two in church we went back home, on getting home we saw the woman who promised my mum death sitting at the entrance of our house, immediately she saw us she was suprised and uttered the word"so you are still alive" with boldness. Then my mum said to her "your powers are not enough to kill me".
Staying at home looking for all sorts of solutions, today here tomorrow there, nothing seems to be working, we all had to stop schooling just to take care of our mother, she was in so much pain we all feared for her life.
Got all sort of advice from people, visited almost every where we were told except shrines and dark magic but all resulted to nothing, it was getting to six (6) month without solution, the pain grew stronger by the day and each day was like the end for her.
On the 7th and 8th month she was admitted to a hospital in the capital city of the state. My sister had to stay with her as my elder brother watched over us at home. We go visiting evey saturday to see our mum who was at the brink of death. Lying unconsiously on the bed she manages to hold us and try put on a smile on her face but all that was going through my mind was how she was feeling, what kind of pain is she going through, will she ever come back to us??. We prayed, we fasted men of God joined us in praying, on the 9th month we got a call from our sis telling us MOM IS DEAD. I feel on my kneels and cried bitterly, why this, is this how our mother will leave us?.
She was confirmed dead but was sweating profusely, she had no pulse nor breath. Preparing to take her to the mortuary came back her breath, she gasped for air like someone who had just been saved from drowning. Actually she was drowning, not physical but spiritual, she has been struggling with her life for the past 1hour she said while telling us what happened. In a river bank she said she was, not knowing how she got there, she had a push in her back into the river, not seeing the person face. She struggled for her life, while struggling in the spiritual she died in the physical. There is more to life than we would ever know. Finally she overcame not by her power but by an unknown force which pulled hee out of the water she said. Was that a sign of victory, we would find out soon.
11 month she was still with the mysterious pregnancy, nobody knew what was in the tommy, heart beat was detected but no child was seen. 11 month without any sign of labour. The doctors said she had to go through operation and it was a 40/60 chance of her making it. The doctor even said if she survives through this, she will believe in God. She was prepared for the operation, 6hours and there was no word from anyone. In the 9th hour came the sucess story, they brought out a baby who weighs 0.9kg, imagine how a 0.9kg child will make a tommy looks like that of a quadriplet.
The doctors were amazed that a child could still be alive inside such situation What was in the tommy till today the doctors have no clue, it was sent to Germany for a test and i can say till today my mum havn't gotten the result to know what was growing alongside with her baby in the tommy.
Hearing the good news we all were happy and waited for her arrival. On her way back and accident occured, to God be the glory nobody died. Finally getting home still seeing the woman who promised her death looking at her with an annoying face, i never forgot the look on her face till date, still told my mum its not over but it was actually over.
The following day we got a message that she was dead, she got strucked by lightning inside a shrine.
From that day my mum got her MIRACULOUS RECOVERY.
Its easy to write but we went through hell that period of time. It was a great recovery for us as my mum is still alive till date and the child is 12years now. Which i had pictures but this happened in a time when technology was not advanced.
Thanks for reading @jerybanfield.