The phone rang. My broker said, "The Twin towers are on fire!"
My guts flushed with angst and anger. I rushed to dress and get on the road to Krysia. She had undergone a second appendix surgery the day before. In May she had walked around for a week with a ruptured appendix. One Dr. said it might be gallbladder. She went home mad, laid down, and heard the Lord say, "You're dying." She got up and went to a different Dr. who knew immediately it was appendicitis. She was rushed to the Hospital by ambulance. Her insides were such a mess, the Dr. couldn't find her appendix. He scheduled a second surgery for Sep. 10th.
I walked into her room just as the Towers collapsed. Horrified, we hugged and sobbed. Through her tears, she said, "I felt all the victims go through me. Some Dr. came in and insisted I come to his office immediately, my system was all out of whack. I told him all that was wrong with me was my country was under attack! He showed absolutely no concern. A chill warning ran through me. I was NOT going anywhere with him! I tried to call you to pick me up in the parking lot."
"I was on my way."
She recovered. The mysterious Dr. suddenly left the country. His staff were left to deal with the fallout. It wasn't minimal.
God Bless America now and always!!!!!. Grace and Peace to all.♥️
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