(Minghui.org) My father began to lose weight in early 2015, and had frequent abdominal pains. He thought it was a recurrence of a gastric ulcer that he had surgery for over 20 years prior.
Several months later, his abdomen became increasingly distended, and his appetite and sleep suffered. He had lost 30 pounds and could not pass any stools.
He was taken to the hospital and a colonoscopy was performed. The doctors said the reason why my father could not have a bowel movement was because a cancerous tumor in his colon had grown so large that it almost completely blocked the colon's passage, causing intestinal obstruction. The only way to treat the obstruction was surgery, and even then, it might not cure the disease completely.
The doctors recommended my father undergo surgery right away, but he refused. He was almost 80 years old and physically weak. With such a large tumor, not only were the risks of surgery greater, but he could not tolerate chemotherapy as well. There was nothing we could do.
Every day, my father lay in bed holding his stomach while looking at me with despair. I said to him, “At this point, only the teacher of Falun Dafa can save you. But you must believe in Dafa and quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations.”
My father is a retired primary school teacher, and had lived through the Cultural Revolution where he was denounced and persecuted. For that reason, combined with a life of hardship, he had been transformed into a timid and fearful person who hardly smiled. When my siblings and I were young, he always told us to lead low-key lives, follow what the CCP said, and follow the norm.
I began practicing Falun Dafa after I had unsuccessfully tried to cure my illnesses. I had developed many strange illnesses that doctors were unable to diagnose or treat. I also tried different types of qigong in hopes of finding a cure, but I only felt worse.
My condition persisted until I found Falun Dafa. After I began practicing, my problems and illnesses disappeared, and I looked younger. Although I am the eldest sibling, I look the youngest. My father witnessed the positive changes I experienced and was very supportive of the practice.
Chinese dictator Jiang Zemin disregarded the law and launched a brutal persecution of Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. Because I was a practitioner I was fired from my job, arrested, and forced to undergo brainwashing sessions.
After I was released from the detention center, the local 610 Office and my workplace manager sent agents to follow and threaten me, attempting to force me to stop practicing.
My family were also affected, and traumatized by my ordeal. My father, who was heavily influenced by the CCP, told me many times to stop practicing Dafa. He was constantly in a state of anxiety. When I later tried to talk to him about the practice, and convince him to withdraw from the Party and its affiliated organizations, he refused to listen.
I thought that I was being too attached to family relationships, so I stopped trying to persuade my father to do the three withdrawals.
This time in the hospital, my father decided to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. I asked him to recite, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Although my father was skeptical, he still recited the phrases in his spare time.
After a few days, my father's abdominal pains gradually lessened, and he could pass stools again. It seemed like his ordeal was finally over, and he began to smile again. He was discharged from the hospital a week later.
At home, my father got caught up in daily life and he remained skeptical of Dafa. His symptoms recurred two weeks later and he was again taken to the hospital. They found that his cancer had grown.
My father begged the doctors to relieve his suffering, but given his age and the severity of his condition, there was nothing they could do.
I said to my father, “Now, only Master Li can help you. The only way to completely resolve your illness is to practice Falun Dafa, but the process of eliminating illness karma is not easy either.” I brought my father an MP3 player and let him listen to Master's lectures.
On the second night of listening to the lectures, my father started having diarrhea, which lasted for three days. On the third night, he began to smile again. On the fourth night, he could chat cheerfully with us, and his abdominal pain began to diminish. After he was discharged from the hospital, the whole family encouraged him to study the Fa more often.
My father's symptoms of intestinal obstruction and abdominal pain completely disappeared six months later. According to the doctors, he should have passed away by now.