Magical ONE, I agree. Until I ended up in the hospital in April '22 nearly dead with breathing issues, I knew what it was and what it meant...but it was THEN that I thought I would miss The Great Awakening and leave my son alone. I was never more broken hearted to die this way because of fauci after learning what I had. I turned to my God, in a way, in reflection was my God reaching out to me. Every Prayer of mine had to be answered immediately every night and day depending on what I prayed for... for me to survive. And they were. I told the hospital staff exactly what i had and what I needed. I told Nick, if they don't do exactly what [I SAY]...I will not be back. It wasn't covid, it was PCP. The emergency room did what I needed 🙏, but when taken to my room they stopped for a week. I told Nick to come get me, he didn't want me to leave. Just then a nurse came in to hang the IVs I'd been demanding! 🤨, was nearly dead. It was God again answering my prayers and fighting for me.
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