(Minghui.org) I am a new Falun Dafa practitioner. I started practicing in 2012 in order to cure my severe illness.
I was very weak in 2012, and my legs were swollen. So I went to the hospital the next day and was diagnosed with nephritis. I suspected that the swelling in my legs was caused by a problem with my liver, because I was previously diagnosed with hepatitis B.
I went to the hospital to have my liver checked and was told I had cirrhosis and ascites. I was only 35 years old. How could I have such serious health problems? I wondered, "Do I have to live like this? What is the purpose of life?"
My family members were worried about me, so they completed all the admission procedures for me for the next day.
A Falun Dafa practitioner, whom I knew from work, came to see me on my first day in the hospital. She told me about practicing Falun Dafa. But at the time all I could think of was my illness, so I did not take her words to heart.
Still another colleague practitioner learned of my condition. She brought me Master Li Hongzhi's recorded lectures and the book Zhuan Falun—the main text of Falun Dafa. I am very lucky to have so many colleagues who practice Falun Dafa. They came to the hospital to visit and help me. Several also taught me the exercises.
I was still very ill at that time and could not think about anything except my health problem, so I continued to get injections and take medication. But I just got worse every day. My whole body was swollen, and my stomach was so big it was like I was pregnant. It looked like it would burst at any time. I could not urinate, even with the help of medication and special injections.
Seeing that I was only getting worse, my family had me transferred to Shenyang Liver Hospital. At that point, I could only drink congee made of millet, and I ate only a little banana every day. I would also eat a little fruit after mashing it with a spoon. At that time, my blood platelet count was so low that I was afraid the fiber in the fruit would scratch my stomach and cause internal bleeding.
After a month there, my stomach had grown smaller. But more bad news was waiting for me at the discharge examination: My liver cirrhosis was turning to liver cancer. My family wanted to arrange for an expert consultation, but at that time I did not believe in the hospital anymore because I only got worse after hospital treatment.
I had been reading Zhuan Falun and listening to the lectures in the hospital, so I understood that the root cause of my illness was karma. I read how, if a cultivator could follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and improve their moral level to become a good person, the karma could be transformed into virtue. The illness would then disappear.
I began to believe in Master and Dafa. Since I believed that my illness would be cured, I no longer listened to my family members who were steering me toward hospitalization, and I insisted on returning home.
Some family members still asked me go to the local hospital for an exam. We were told that the diagnosis of early stage liver cirrhosis had changed to multiple liver cancers, which meant that surgery would no longer help. However, the doctor wanted to do a splenectomy. I refused.
My wife wanted to find a cure for me whatever the price. So she consulted experts, who told her the only chance for survival was a liver transplant, which would cost a million yuan for the surgery itself, plus another 200,000 for annual exams. Plus, if the surgery was successful, I could live for only two or three more years, at most. As it was, I was only given about three to five months.
My wife was devastated, but my father-in-law said he would pay for the transplant. Still, my wife knew nothing could save my life.
I decided to give up the treatments completely. Instead, my wife and our 9-year-old son started to practice Falun Dafa with me. After learning Dafa, my wife and I began taking money and fame more lightly. We had spent 50,000 yuan for hospital treatments over two months, but the insurance would pay us back. By then, however, we were not interested in getting it back, because money could not save my life.
After returning home, my wife went to work every day. My aunt, who is also a Falun Dafa practitioner, stayed with me all the time. I started to do the exercises and read the Dafa book every day. I also got rid of all my medications.
My stomach returned to normal after I left the hospital, but after I started practicing, my stomach started getting bigger every day. During this time, other practitioners also came to study the Dafa books with me and to encourage me. But my illness did not get any better, and I was disappointed.
I thought I had let go of everything, so why was I not cured? I thought about giving up the practice. My wife advised me not to, and my aunt was very anxious, too.
One night I had a dream that suggested that I had not let go of everything. I knew this was a hint from Master, so I felt ashamed. I had not let go of the attachment to getting cured.
From then on, I became more diligent in studying the Fa and doing the exercises every day. Several days later, I had symptoms of eliminating karma, which resulted in diarrhea. I went to the toilet 30 times a day, but I did not feel that bad. Instead, I felt pretty good. It lasted for more than 20 days, and I knew Master was helping me dissolve karma.
After a period of time, I had a high fever. It was so bad I could not get out of bed, so I just listened to Master's lectures in bed. On the second day, my wife discovered that my stomach had shrunk, and the blood vessels and tendons in my legs were visible again. The swelling was gone! Several other karma dissolving experiences occurred after this, and they all manifested as symptoms of a high fever.
After a few days, I was cured. I was healthy again! Of course I went back to work.
My wife and son have accompanied me on this journey. They have witnessed the whole process of karma dissolving, and my relatives also witnessed Dafa's miracles. Many also started to practice.
Two other colleagues even began to read Zhuan Falun. One colleague shouted, “Long live Falun Gong!" at the great hall at work. My friends, relatives, and colleagues have witnessed how miraculous and extraordinary Falun Dafa is.
Our whole family once again thanks Master! Heshi.