The event
Time: N/A
Date: A three-month period, starting on 19 July 2016
Place: To begin with, the Florence Nightingale Hospital (FNK) in Düsseldorf, thereafter Bonn (where I was living at the time)
I was 60 years old. I had developed ovarian cancer and duly had a hysterectomy on 19 July in the Florence Nightingale hospital. My surgeon was eminent in his field. There was a waiting list, as he was a top surgeon, so I had to wait nearly six weeks from diagnosis to operation. In that time, the tumour grew quickly. It was much bigger upon removal than it had been at the time of diagnosis. In the meantime it had broken through the ovary into the surrounding tissue; it was no longer contained. This necessitated having a cycle of preventive chemotherapy after the operation — just preventive or prophylactic, so the dose wasn’t strong.
But the fact that the cancerous cells had broken through into the surrounding tissue brought with it a good chance of the cancer spreading. That would have been far harder to cure, with chemo or any other means.
In spite of this the cancer never spread, in part thanks to the chemo, I suppose, and in part thanks to “good luck”, according to my GP back in Austria. I don’t agree with her. It had nothing to do with luck.
Shortly after the op, I was aware of a strong sensation, the presence of a “holy spirit” in the abdomen. Days went by and the sensation stayed with me. Weeks went by and the sensation, which was now growing weaker, was still with me. Finally, after three months the sensation left altogether. By then it had become very faint, just barely discernible.
The takeaway
I can’t identify one that would be helpful for others.
Background
None.
Thoughts and theories
How did I receive this “holy spirit”? I theorize that it flowed into my abdomen through the surgeon’s hands.
He operated on several people every day, so did other people receive it? I don’t know.
Why did I receive this “holy spirit”? I theorize it was to rid me of cancer cells that had very likely spread. Even with chemo, a cure might not have been achieved. I needed to be cured so that I would live long enough to carry out this task today, namely the sharing of my knowledge gained from spiritual experiences. Had I died back then, I couldn’t have done this task.
Was the surgeon aware of the “holy spirit”? I theorize, yes. If I’m right and it flowed through his hands, he would definitely have been aware of it. Could others detect the “holy spirit” — the nurse, the orderly who tended to me? I don’t know. I didn’t speak to them about it.
Afterword
Three years later I needed another operation. I had developed a hernia. I got opened up again in the same place. This time there was no “holy spirit” present. This time there was no cancer that endangered my life. This suggests to me that it was indeed the presence of cancer cells, three years earlier, that necessitated the “holy spirit” being present.
