The Recovery of a Melanoma Patient
(Clearwisdom.Net December 19. 2001) I was born in one of the major cities in Northern China. During the first year when China's college admission exam was re-instated, I entered the Chinese Department of a Teacher Training College. I graduated in 1982, and started to do editing and reporting work in one of the newspapers in the capital city of a province. In 1985, I accepted a reporter's position from a newspaper in a city in southern China.
My relationship with Falun Dafa started from the beginning of May 1999. At that time I was diagnosed with malignant melanoma and went back to my hometown to get medical treatment. I was hospitalized in the medical school's hospital. The big toe of my right foot was amputated. After the surgery, a Falun Dafa practitioner introduced Master's audiotapes and the book Zhuan Falun to me. I started to listen to Master's lecture while lying in bed. When I could sit up, I would read Zhuan Falun. After I went back home, I started to attend the morning practice and Fa study with the practitioners nearby. Within half a month, I got rid of my walking stick and wheelchair, and could walk by myself. The third day after I began to practice, I saw the golden and red Falun rotating in the sky. My body was getting better everyday, and I felt that Falun Dafa was indeed as magical as what the veteran practitioners told me. I felt more confident in my cultivation in Falun Dafa. Soon with other practitioners' encouragement, I could do the sitting meditation exercise in the full lotus position for as long as half an hour, and my mind nature improved too.
After I practiced for less than 3 months, on July 20, 1999 Jiang's regime started persecuting Falun Dafa on a large scale. All kinds of deceptive propaganda were broadcasted by the state-run media. As a new practitioner who had just started, I was confused. I was overwhelmed and deceived by the propaganda, and for a time I gave up practicing Falun Dafa.
During the two years and three months that I gave up Falun Dafa, the malignant melanoma ravaged my body. I again underwent chemotherapy and other forms of treatment. However, in February 2000, I found another tumor in the groin of my right leg, where one tumor had already been removed. I went back home and had the second surgery, and had the lymph nodes removed. I also underwent treatments to prevent the melanoma from spreading. I got a melanoma shot imported from Japan and another shot imported from Germany, undergoing the latter treatment for a year. In March 2001, I started to feel nauseated all the time, and my body felt very uncomfortable. After a physical examination in the hospital, it was found that my adrenal gland, left lung, and leg all had tumors spreading in them. The biggest one was 10 cm by 10 cm. So I went to Beijing and Shanghai at the end of May for help. Famous hospitals like the Shanghai Cancer Hospital, Huashan Hospital, the Second Military Medical School, Beijing 307 Hospital, and the Beijing Cancer Hospital all determined that my late stage cancer was incurable.
In the middle of June, I pulled my weary body back home and underwent some biological treatments, and at the same time took and applied medicine from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Cancer Research Center. However, since August my body had been extremely weak, and I could not take that treatment any more. I had to end the biological and chemical treatment, and went home to take the traditional Chinese medicine. In a few months, my body weight decreased from 80 kilograms to 50. Gradually, because of constant omitting, I could not take the traditional Chinese medicine either. I had to depend on morphine and other drugs to ease the pain, and depended on amino acid and liquid nourishment to sustain my life. I stayed in bed all day long and could barely turn my body.
On October 24, the day before my 44th birthday, my life had almost reached the end, and my whole family was in deep sorrow. My 80-year-old father held me and cried loudly. I was thinking, why did this happen when I was so young? My daughter was less than 1 year old, and I had to leave my old father, my wife, my daughter and my siblings, as well as the life and career that I was so fond of? Why did people have to come to the world? Why did they have to leave in such suffering? This led me to remember Falun Dafa, which I had practiced before.
In the materials a practitioner sent to me, I found some articles written by those knowledgeable specialists talking about the relationship between the life sciences and karma. I was inspired and thought, with the last few days in my life, I should clear up my questions and try to find the true meaning of life. At that point, I had no other intention but to explore the truth of life. During those two years that I was deceived by the propaganda, I said things that I shouldn't have and even blamed Dafa and Master, but at that point I didn't have any desire to obtain anything from Dafa. I just thought that if in the future the facts proved Dafa really was the truth of the universe, I would not have a chance to find it again after I died. Therefore, I wanted to use the last moments of my life to read Master's Zhuan Falun again.
As I held this Dafa with a true heart, my heart suddenly shook intensely and my whole body started to grow many small red pimples. They were so itchy that I scratched all over. After the red pimples disappeared, I realized that Master was cleaning up my body. Afterwards I started to vomit a lot of bitter black liquid. I decided that no matter how much time I still had left, I would use it to cultivate in Falun Dafa. That same night, I started to eat again. The painkiller shots were reduced from every 2 hours to every 5 hours.
The next day when I was reading Zhuan Falun, I again saw golden, pink and red Falun rotating in the book. I was amazed that even after everything, Master still was watching over me. I felt that no human words could express Master's mercy. I was rid of the 12 painkiller shots daily and the need to sustain myself through infusions. On October 25, on my 44-year-old birthday, I came back to the golden path of cultivating Falun Dafa.
I deeply understand that every day after that day was given to me by Falun Dafa and Master. I had to cherish the rekindled life, hold myself to the highest standards of "Truthfulness, Compassion and Tolerance" and be a genuine practitioner. Seeing that I no longer needed the painkillers and eating regularly again, everyone said, "Falun Dafa is too magical. This is unbelievable." My housekeeper, who took care of my daughter and me, saw the changes and told everyone she met about my case. As a result of this amazing transformation, the people around me started to change, too. Those who had believed the state-run media's lies started to question them, and others who had been ambivalent started to get truth-clarifying materials. Some even started to practice Falun Dafa themselves.
On November 25, 2001, it has been a full month after my new life began. I want to write down the changes I have experienced during this month. I want to use my extended life in this month to validate Falun Dafa and tell those sentient beings that have been deceived that I am a living example of how amazing and wonderful Falun Dafa is.
December 19, 2001