(Minghui.org) After some changes in my family, I took my children and moved into my parents’ house. In 2016, I was diagnosed with severe dermatomyositis, and my mother had to take care of me. Looking after me took quite a toll on her health, and she had a stroke. Fortunately, just when our family was in despair, my mother and I started practicing Falun Dafa and regained our health.

My Story

One day in early 2016, I got up to wash my face and my eyelids felt different. They looked red, as if I had red eye shadow on. I dismissed it at first. Soon, my body started to itch more and more. My parents asked me to go to the hospital to check for skin allergies, so I went to a local hospital. The doctor thought it was an allergic reaction and gave me daily injections for a week, but that didn’t help.

After this, my health deteriorated. By November of that year, I had no energy at all, and I could feel I was losing strength. In the earlier stages, I got tired after climbing stairs. Later, I couldn’t even move one step and lost my appetite. After a month or so, I was so thin that I was just skin and bones. My parents got so worried that they took me to the best hospital in the area, but no one could pinpoint what was wrong with me.

Sick and desperate, I even visited a few witch doctors. They not only failed to cure me but also caused me to have animal possession. As the disease grew worse, I had to be hospitalized. I entered the hospital in a wheelchair and returned home 13 days later, still in a wheelchair.

I took high dosages of drugs and hormones the hospital prescribed, but I was only getting worse. At this point, I couldn’t go to the toilet by myself, and a lot of phlegm built up in my mouth. I required 24-hour care, and the unbearable pain in my muscles made it hard to sleep at night.

My parents took me to a specialized hospital in Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province, where I was diagnosed with “severe dermatomyositis.” I was treated for three by both Chinese and Western physicians but came out again in a wheelchair.

On March 12, 2017, I returned home. My daily task was to take a lot of Chinese and Western medicine. I could barely take care of myself, but I needed to maintain whatever strength I had, so I also had to do slow exercises every day. Every day was torment.

Ten months later, my health was the same. I grew depressed living in such pain at such a young age and lost hope. Pain and despair were my constant companions. It seemed that modern medicine couldn’t cure me, and getting back to my old self was impossible.

Sometimes when I heard people making comments about “Buddha Amitabha,” I thought to myself, “Are there really such things as deities? Can only deities cure me? Where can I find that deity?” I remembered a scripture my aunt had brought me from a temple when I was very sick. To regain my health, I picked it up. Although I didn’t understand the meaning very well, I tried to read it.

On the very day I picked up that Buddhist scripture, one of my classmates and her mother came to visit me. They were both Falun Dafa disciples. They politely asked what books I was reading. I said, “I want to study Buddhist scriptures. I want to see if these books can help me.”

My classmate and her mother gave me examples of people they knew who had gotten rid of their illnesses and regained their lives after practicing Falun Dafa. Everyone they mentioned was a relative of other classmates I knew, and all of them were once on the verge of death and miraculously recovered.

Hearing this, I eagerly asked, “Will practicing Dafa help cure me?”

Both my classmate and her mother answered, “Yes, Dafa’s Master Li can save you from your illness!” Hearing this felt like seeing a light in the darkness. My heart was lifted and I began to see hope for the future!

My classmate left me a copy of Falun Dafa’s core text, Zhuan Falun and other Dafa books. They told me that I had to take reading Zhuan Falun seriously.

I couldn’t wait to read it. After reading Zhuan Falun once, I felt that this was exactly what I had been looking for and what people should really have. The teachings were so good that I regretted finding it so late. I went on to read it for a second and third time.

Just as I started reading the books, boils formed in both of my eyes, as well as a crust around my eyes. I knew that this was Master purifying my body, and I was happy that Master was taking care of me. Although I was already reading Dafa books and knew that practitioners do not have illnesses, my enlightenment quality was still not good, as I was still afraid to stop taking all my medications.

It wasn’t until June 2018 that I realized that taking medicine was doing the exact opposite of Master’s purifying my body. At that moment, I stopped taking all medications and decided to put my life in Dafa and Master’s hands.

I treated myself as a genuine practitioner by studying Zhuan Falun and doing the five exercises daily, guiding myself with Dafa principles. Gradually, I grew stronger, and I was soon able to go downstairs and take a walk. My gratitude to Master was truly heartfelt.

However, I experienced trials on my journey of cultivation. One day, my legs began to hurt again. I couldn’t get out of bed and it seemed that I was sick again. I couldn’t turn over or get up and needed assistance to use the toilet.

I was afraid and invited a veteran practitioner to my home. She said, “This is a manifestation of Master purifying your body. Don’t worry and don’t be afraid. Let go of your attachment. If you can’t read the book, you can listen to the recordings of Master’s teachings.”

I took her advice seriously. Although I was in pain and tears welled up in my eyes, I listened to the recording of Master’s teachings.

At 11 o’clock that night, I had to go to the toilet, but I didn’t want to disturb my mother. I tried to see if I could do it by myself. To my surprise, I got up at once and my legs didn’t hurt anymore—it was as if nothing had happened. It was truly amazing! Falun Dafa is truly amazing!

I can’t describe how excited I was. I am forever grateful to Master!

My Mother

Now let me tell you about my mother. Taking care of me was very hard work for her, and she had become physically and mentally exhausted.

One day, Mother said she had a bad headache. After it got a little better, she went to the kitchen to cook dinner, but when she tried to turn on the stove fan, she couldn’t lift her hand. She could barely walk and had to drag her legs along. She also couldn’t speak very well. I quickly called a cab to take my mother to the hospital.

She was diagnosed with cerebral thrombosis and was hospitalized for 13 days. After she was discharged, she was still unwell and too weak to walk on her own. She needed someone to take care of her, yet I still needed her to take care of me. I became anxious when I saw that so much work waiting for her to do. The doctor told her that, as long as she had this disease, she had to take medicine for the rest of her life. Both of us now had to rely on a large number of drugs just to stay alive.

When I learned the five Falun Dafa exercises in late 2017, I insisted that my mother join me, although she was reluctant at first. Still, she didn’t object as she wanted me to get better as soon as possible.

One day, when a friend of mine came to visit, my mother went out to buy fruit for the guest. Reaching over the large peach cart, she leaned forward to pick some bigger peaches. As she did, she felt a large, long object body roll over her abdomen. She thought it was it very strange.

Nine days after this, my mother felt that same sensation. It was quite painful, so she was a bit unhappy.

I told her to sit on the couch and send forth righteous thoughts. Mother had never sent forth righteous thoughts before; she had only done the Falun Dafa exercises. But she did as I suggested and asked Master to bless her. After just 15 minutes, she smiled and said, “It doesn't hurt anymore—and it’s no longer hard for me to squat down and wipe the floor.”

My mother was so excited that tears ran down her cheeks and she said repeatedly, “Oh my, how amazing!”

My mother has since practiced Falun Dafa steadfastly. We both bathe in the Buddha’s light every day and live happily. Our health has been restored, and it was Master who saved both me and my mother. Thank you, Master!

After practicing Dafa, many other extraordinary things have happened to my family. There is nothing I can do to repay Master. I can only be diligent, do the three things a disciple should do, and be worthy of Master’s grace!