My name is Lu Xiancei and my home is at Xinbin County, Fushun City of Liaoning Province. Three years ago my left arm was amputated due to bone cancer. I thus became handicapped at the young age of 23. The unexpected disaster hit me hard, and I lost my confidence in life and indulged myself at the internet café all the time afterwards.
But misfortunes never come alone. At the end of October, 2003, I found there was blood in my sputum when I was coughing. I knew that was a bad sign, but I didn't go to the hospital for an examination. Later, I coughed progressively harder and felt an ache in my right arm. Later, the joints of my knees, ankles, and wrists were becoming swollen. In early December, I went to the hospital for an examination and found out that I had a tumour about 0.2 inches in diameter in my lung. Two months passed, and my discomfort increased. Upon reexamination, it was found that the tumour had grown much bigger. I was told that I had late-stage lung cancer. Thinking it was my fate, I just waited to see how things would end. By February 10th of 2004, I could not get out of bed anymore. Somebody had to wait on me every day, as I couldn't even sit up. When it was dinner-time, my dad held me up and sat behind me to support me so I would not fall down. Although I didn't need anybody to feed me, I was just barely able to put the food into my mouth. At that time, I was taking a lot of medicine. Nothing could help me, and my condition was becoming increasingly worse. I had to take a lot of painkillers to ease the pain. Because of the side effects of the medicine, I was in a nearly comatose condition most of the time. I almost forgot who I was.
My relatives had practised Falun Gong for over 8 years. In the past 8 years they had continuously encouraged me to practice Falun Gong, but I always refused. Even the night before I started to practice Falun Gong, when a practitioner came to talk about it again, I was still very ill tempered. I thought, "You won't even keep quiet, even when I am so sick." In frustration, I hit my bed-covers hard. I do not even know where I got the strength. At that, the practitioner left without saying any more.
After she left I thought, "I need to know how good Falun Gong is and what is written in Zhuan Falun." I wanted to read it. The next day, I asked my relatives to bring the book to me. Because I was very weak, I started to fall asleep not long after I began reading. That night I felt very nauseas. I thought that it was caused by the painkillers. On the third day, I continued reading the book. That night I started to belch and all the medicine started coming up, which had never happened before. On the fourth day, I suddenly found myself feeling lighter and not so weak anymore. I tried to get up from the bed. Although it was still very hard for me, I got up at for the first time in over 70 days. I was so happy.
Now it is about one month from the first day that I started to study Falun Dafa. I got rid of all the medicine, and I have recovered almost completely. I experienced the miracle of Falun Dafa. Thank you Master, for saving my life. I will treasure the teachings of Falun Gong and practice it well.
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