MIRACULOUS HEALING : "HE saved my leg"

“within 24 hours, we'd have to consider an amputation”.   

When I was 18, in 1957, I was living with my mother and working in a cotton mill in the north of France. One day, I contracted a serious infection from a faulty shoe. We were poor, and my mother was very strict: sick or not, you had to go to work. Over the next few days, my foot turned black and was extremely painful. A friend my age even came to pick me up, because the bus couldn't go up to our house because of the risk of landslides in the mines. She helped me walk to the main road to catch the bus to the factory.

That morning, the forewoman noticed my condition and refused to let me work. I was considered to be a hard worker, so she put apprentices on my machines before sending me to the infirmary. Once there, the nurses found that the infection had spread to my groin; my leg was gangrenous. They told me that if the infection didn't clear up within 24 hours, amputation would have to be considered. The nursing staff did everything they could to save my leg. I was given a course of antibiotics and my leg was immersed and kept in very hot water - a common method at the time, even though the pain was intense. I was kept in the infirmary. The next day, I received the same treatment and the infection began to subside, giving hope to the carers who continued the treatments until I was cured.

Given the state of my leg when I arrived at the infirmary, I realised that it was miraculous that I had kept it, and I was convinced that it was God who had intervened: it is He who forgives all my iniquities. Who heals all my diseases, psalm 103:3.

Rolande