(Minghui.org) My daughter asked if she was truly seeing me, and stared at me as if I was a stranger. I couldn't help laughing when I told her that it was I. Indeed, no one would believe that just a couple of days before, I was on the verge of death, unable to move and could barely breathe.

On the Brink of Death

I am 71 years old. At the beginning of March, I felt bloated, as I had not had a bowel movement for many days. I couldn't breathe, and it felt as if my lungs were being pressed by something.

My family took me to the doctor. After some initial tests, my daughter insisted that she would take me to the best known hospital for a thorough check-up. Even though I didn't want to, I was taken to the hospital by my family members.

On arriving at the hospital, I saw almost all my relatives, who claimed to be there by coincidence. But, I highly doubted that.

I had to drink a lot of liquid before the check-up, which made me feel sick. Then, I was tested on different machines, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

After completion of all tests, I was admitted to the hospital ward where everyone was a cancer patient. I felt something was wrong. I asked the doctor for the diagnoses, but he just beat around the bush.

They put me on a six-day chemotherapy protocol. My daughter paid over 100,000 yuan and asked the hospital to give me the best medicine. One injection was more than 10,000 yuan.

Six days later, I was discharged. At home, I experienced the side effects of the chemotherapy. I kept losing my hair, couldn't eat, and felt sick no matter what I ate. I had trouble breathing and suffered constipation. Then, my entire body became swollen. I was in pain, no matter if I was sitting or lying down. I yelled at my daughter, “Look at what you have done to me! My situation is worse than before the treatment!”

My family took me back to the hospital. I was given nutritional injections. My body was no longer swollen. I looked at myself in the mirror, and found that I looked miserable! I was emaciated, and my skin was ashen. In just a few days, my weight dropped from 121 pounds to 88 pounds. I could barely recognize myself.

I clearly felt death had never been so close to me, even though I went through such intensive medical treatment.

Deciding to Practice Falun Dafa

Suddenly, the characters “Falun Dafa” appeared in my mind. I knew that my only hope was to practice Falun Dafa. I couldn't just stay in the hospital and wait for death. I shouted with all my strength that I wanted to go home.

My family ran to my bed. I told them firmly, “If I stay here, I will die here. I don't want any more treatment, I want to go back home. I won't blame anyone if anything happens after I go back. Let's go now!”

My daughter wanted to take some medicine, but I told her, “I don't want the medicine. I've made up my mind that I want to practice Falun Dafa. I know Falun Dafa can help people recover from diseases. I am dying anyway, let me give it a try to see how powerful Falun Dafa is.”

After I returned home, I was bedridden. My former colleague Sun came to see me. She has been practicing Falun Dafa since 1995, and has told me many miraculous stories about it.

Experiencing the Power of Dafa

Several practitioners came with Sun. They encouraged me, and told me amazing stories experienced by practitioners. Strangely enough, as they were talking, I could feel that my body was recovering.

They taught me the five sets of exercises. In the beginning, I couldn't stand for too long. I had to rest after I finished one set of the exercises. But, I thought it was not good to separate all the exercises, so I tried to finish all exercises in one shot. With that thought, I did the exercises for 30 minutes. I felt so much better afterwards.

Then, the new set of exercise music was published, in which the second exercise was an hour long. But I thought that was fine, I would try to do it – and indeed I did.

When I heard about a group exercise that started at 3:50 a.m. I decided to join it. Besides doing the exercises, I also read two chapters of Zhuan Falun, the main book of the cultivation practice, every day, and watched Master's, the founder of Falun Dafa, lecture video with my husband.

Within a few days, my appearance changed. My skin was of a rosy color, my legs were strong and I could stand steady. My dull eyes became more vivid.

That is when my daughter saw me. She was astounded as to how my appearance had changed. She hadn't seen me for several days, and couldn't believe her eyes. She couldn't help saying, “Falun Dafa is great! How amazing!”

When my neighbors saw me, they were shocked. They couldn't help coming close to check. I told them, “It's me. I'm still alive. I have recovered.”

My daughter told me that I was diagnosed with late-stage cancer and the doctor didn't believe I would recover. Now, my daughter tells everyone she meets, “My mother recovered from cancer by practicing Falun Dafa!” Both, my daughter and her sister-in-law have begun to practice Falun Dafa.

Surviving a Car Accident

I almost died in the middle of May. That day I had gone for a walk with my husband when a car was driving toward us. A steel wire flew out of the car and wrapped around my lower leg. I was dragged by the car. I didn't feel anything, but wondered how come I lay on the ground.

My husband immediately shouted to the driver to stop the car. He was very angry, “You are killing my wife!” While he was arguing with the driver, I told him, “Hurry, help me stand up.”

Some passersby helped loosen the wire around my leg. Even though my head hit the ground, I was not injured, nor did I feel any pain.

If I tell others that a 70 years old lady was dragged on the ground by a car, but had no injuries, who would believe me? However, it did happen to me. I knew it was Master who saved my life again.

No words can express how grateful I am to Master. I will cherish the chance of practicing Falun Dafa, and let more people know the preciousness of this cultivation by sharing my story.