The Man Who Talked A Minister Out of A Coma
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This is weird when you think about it. It was a little more than three weeks before her wedding and Jeannie G. , the bride-to-be and a doctor of Oriental medicine, called one of her girlfriends, Rudi, in desperation saying, "Tell your boyfriend I've got a problem and I need to speak with him".
Rudi's boyfriend was a doctor of holistic health -- power of mind -- hypnotherapy and was fairly well known for having unique abilities. When he arrived at Jeannie's home, it was fairly obvious from glancing around her studio apartment that she lived a rather simple life and that she too was holy in her own metaphysical way.
She definitely didn't practice any of the main religions but was certainly a believer in the natural sciences, the unusual, the abstract and the holistic. As Jeannie and the doctor began to talk, the bride-to-be explained that she had a problem which she feared would prevent her wedding night from being everything she hoped it would be.
Traumatized through raped when she was young, Jeannie had developed a boil at the entrance to her vagina. The doctor recorded some simple hypnotic suggestions incorporating a few post-hypnotic instructions for the boil to open naturally - and also cleanse naturally - from sitz baths. This meant Jeannie should then be able to enjoy the honeymoon she hoped for.
The doctor asked to inspect her bathroom to see if it was suitable for sitz baths. Unfortunately, she didnt have a bathtub and the doctor could see that the bathroom sink was too small for her task. And so, our bride-to-be was advised to undertake 21 days of bathing her bottom in the kitchen sink using hot water, Epsom salts and herbs, at the same time listening to a hypnosis tape which the doctor would record for her which, had a backdrop of relaxing music.
Three weeks later, right on schedule, the boil opened, drained and normalized" the day before the wedding, and then disappeared. Jeannie was an acupuncturist and her partner, Jim, was a home builder. He was a few years younger than her but they appeared to be very happy and had many friends who all came along to the wedding.
The ceremony was to be held in Santa Fe, at one of the homes of a wealthy friend and was performed by a minister; a woman who, to this holistic doctor at least, appeared to be a Wiccan (pagan) minister. But, who was he to judge? He was weird, himself.
The ceremony was tranquil and beautiful. It had been carefully arranged around pagan beliefs so that the beauty of nature was truly celebrated, while at the same time addressing the legal terms to meet the state laws.
The ceremony culminated with a practice that the doctor hadn't seen before. A dictionary was passed around the guests in order that each of them select a single word which they felt encapsulated their own, unique feeling of the moment of marriage.
On a lone couch, sitting next to one of Jeannie's friends and her dog, sat the doctor in a purple satin shirt. From his appearance, he had obviously been busy decorating and doing some paint touchups earlier that day and he had rushed to get to the wedding ceremony on time.
His shirt was freshly pressed, but he hadn't had time to trim his beard. He definitely needed to clean up but he was running late. He focused on the ceremony and then the time came for him to find his word in the dictionary.
As he opened the book "he took his index finger, closed his eyes, and pointed at a word. He heard 'click, click'. He moved his eyes from the word to the bride, who had just taken his photograph. To this day he doesn't remember the word he chose because he just grabbed the dictionary, opened it on a random page, closed his eyes and let his finger choose a word.
Then he opened his eyes. The bride looked at the word he had chosen and smiled. The doctor left the ceremony soon after the champagne toasts and returned to his own home.
The morning after, the bride came rushing over to the doctor's home with a look of amazement on her face. In her hand, she was holding the photo proofs of the wedding day and she showed them to the doctor and his girlfriend. 'You have to see this', she gasped. The couple took the photo proof and looked in astonishment -- there, around the doctors head, was a golden halo. The doctor left the room forlornly and entered the next room alone.
It was for many years he had struggled to become a holy man, a good man, a good therapist and a healer. Once in the next room he got on his knees and prayed, God, I hope that you give me strength to live up to this. The bride left the photos with him and went home. The good doctor went to his office down on St. Francis Drive to await a patient and to think about what had occurred.
He didn't sleep well at all that night. What had God planned for him in his life? He couldn't be frightened or curious for long though because the next day at 11 am the new bride called him and said, I have an emergency. I need your help.
Immediately, he changed into a white outfit with white sneakers, put on his glasses, combed his hair and brushed his newly trimmed beard while he awaited the Jeannies' arrival. When she arrived, she was very anxious and said, 'my minister is in a coma. She was diagnosed with pneumonia the day after the ceremony and they took her to the hospital against her will'. These story continued that the hospital doctors gave her IV antibiotic medication but she told them when she was admitted that she was allergic.
Now, she had fallen into an allergic coma, her vitals were not stable and the doctors feel she wouldn't make it through the night. The doctor remained calm and said, Lets go! As they drove down to the Presbyterian Hospital in Albuquerque, he meditated and when they entered the hospital he prayed that he could help.
When they arrived at the minister's room, the situation was bleak. Her husband was there and the hospital staff was frantically pumping shots and monitoring every few minutes. Her vitals were deteriorating. The ministers husband, crying, said, "she's leaving us and we need her so much". The doctor calmed the situation and said, I need peace and silence. The ministers' husband left the room, leaving only the doctor, Jeannie and the patient inside. The husband blocked the door from the outside and wouldn't let anyone at all enter " not even the hospital staff who was already screaming, and threatening to bring security.
The holistic doctor whispered to Jeannie to close the curtains. He turned out the lights and, in dimmed surroundings, he began speaking. "In the name of all things holy, I call upon you, Oh great power of the Universe to bring life to this holy woman who serves you. I call upon you to awaken her". Then, he went on by whispering, "Your husband is outside. He needs you. Your children are at home. They need you. Your followers need your help desperately."
"You are asleep because the hospital gave you the wrong medicine, but your own mind, which is awake, is listening to me and your own soul has the strength to awaken you when I command that you do so. But, for this moment, rest! Bring your heartbeat back to normal, now! And, bring your breathing back to normal now!. Now, cleanse your own blood with every breath of oxygen you inhale".
The doctor continued, "In just a few moments the sun will shine on you. It will be like someone has hit the ON switch to turn your life on. It will be as though you are getting up and leaving this place where they make mistakes. You will go home with your husband to your children and your followers who need you."
Then, he opened the curtains and said, "I command you in the name of God and all things holy, awaken, rise up, get up out of your sleep. You are no longer in a coma. Stand up and join life anew. So mote it be." Those terms were something familiar to a Wiccan minister.
Following this the doctor was exhausted; tired from the energy which he had sent into the patient and from praying while speaking. That's all I can do, he said and then left the room in tears.
The minister's husband entered the room and waited with Jeannie. Meanwhile, the hospital staff was huddled outside with security, trying to convince them not to arrest the husband for blocking the entrance.
Suddenly, Jeannie burst from the room jubilantly yelling, "Shes up! Shes up! She said that God himself appeared before her and told her to get up". The minister said that everyone needed her and so she felt a strong compulsion to get up, to go home and help her family and parishioners.
The husband frantically dressed his wife while pushing away hospital staff away so he could help her from the building. The holistic doctor was rushed from the hospital before the police could come and charge him with 'practicing medicine without a license.' The job was done and the doctor went outside and began to cry, in thanks to God for the help.
On the ride back, he wondered, What else has God got in store for me in this life?
Rudi's boyfriend was a doctor of holistic health -- power of mind -- hypnotherapy and was fairly well known for having unique abilities. When he arrived at Jeannie's home, it was fairly obvious from glancing around her studio apartment that she lived a rather simple life and that she too was holy in her own metaphysical way.
She definitely didn't practice any of the main religions but was certainly a believer in the natural sciences, the unusual, the abstract and the holistic. As Jeannie and the doctor began to talk, the bride-to-be explained that she had a problem which she feared would prevent her wedding night from being everything she hoped it would be.
Traumatized through raped when she was young, Jeannie had developed a boil at the entrance to her vagina. The doctor recorded some simple hypnotic suggestions incorporating a few post-hypnotic instructions for the boil to open naturally - and also cleanse naturally - from sitz baths. This meant Jeannie should then be able to enjoy the honeymoon she hoped for.
The doctor asked to inspect her bathroom to see if it was suitable for sitz baths. Unfortunately, she didnt have a bathtub and the doctor could see that the bathroom sink was too small for her task. And so, our bride-to-be was advised to undertake 21 days of bathing her bottom in the kitchen sink using hot water, Epsom salts and herbs, at the same time listening to a hypnosis tape which the doctor would record for her which, had a backdrop of relaxing music.
Three weeks later, right on schedule, the boil opened, drained and normalized" the day before the wedding, and then disappeared. Jeannie was an acupuncturist and her partner, Jim, was a home builder. He was a few years younger than her but they appeared to be very happy and had many friends who all came along to the wedding.
The ceremony was to be held in Santa Fe, at one of the homes of a wealthy friend and was performed by a minister; a woman who, to this holistic doctor at least, appeared to be a Wiccan (pagan) minister. But, who was he to judge? He was weird, himself.
The ceremony was tranquil and beautiful. It had been carefully arranged around pagan beliefs so that the beauty of nature was truly celebrated, while at the same time addressing the legal terms to meet the state laws.
The ceremony culminated with a practice that the doctor hadn't seen before. A dictionary was passed around the guests in order that each of them select a single word which they felt encapsulated their own, unique feeling of the moment of marriage.
On a lone couch, sitting next to one of Jeannie's friends and her dog, sat the doctor in a purple satin shirt. From his appearance, he had obviously been busy decorating and doing some paint touchups earlier that day and he had rushed to get to the wedding ceremony on time.
His shirt was freshly pressed, but he hadn't had time to trim his beard. He definitely needed to clean up but he was running late. He focused on the ceremony and then the time came for him to find his word in the dictionary.
As he opened the book "he took his index finger, closed his eyes, and pointed at a word. He heard 'click, click'. He moved his eyes from the word to the bride, who had just taken his photograph. To this day he doesn't remember the word he chose because he just grabbed the dictionary, opened it on a random page, closed his eyes and let his finger choose a word.
Then he opened his eyes. The bride looked at the word he had chosen and smiled. The doctor left the ceremony soon after the champagne toasts and returned to his own home.
The morning after, the bride came rushing over to the doctor's home with a look of amazement on her face. In her hand, she was holding the photo proofs of the wedding day and she showed them to the doctor and his girlfriend. 'You have to see this', she gasped. The couple took the photo proof and looked in astonishment -- there, around the doctors head, was a golden halo. The doctor left the room forlornly and entered the next room alone.
It was for many years he had struggled to become a holy man, a good man, a good therapist and a healer. Once in the next room he got on his knees and prayed, God, I hope that you give me strength to live up to this. The bride left the photos with him and went home. The good doctor went to his office down on St. Francis Drive to await a patient and to think about what had occurred.
He didn't sleep well at all that night. What had God planned for him in his life? He couldn't be frightened or curious for long though because the next day at 11 am the new bride called him and said, I have an emergency. I need your help.
Immediately, he changed into a white outfit with white sneakers, put on his glasses, combed his hair and brushed his newly trimmed beard while he awaited the Jeannies' arrival. When she arrived, she was very anxious and said, 'my minister is in a coma. She was diagnosed with pneumonia the day after the ceremony and they took her to the hospital against her will'. These story continued that the hospital doctors gave her IV antibiotic medication but she told them when she was admitted that she was allergic.
Now, she had fallen into an allergic coma, her vitals were not stable and the doctors feel she wouldn't make it through the night. The doctor remained calm and said, Lets go! As they drove down to the Presbyterian Hospital in Albuquerque, he meditated and when they entered the hospital he prayed that he could help.
When they arrived at the minister's room, the situation was bleak. Her husband was there and the hospital staff was frantically pumping shots and monitoring every few minutes. Her vitals were deteriorating. The ministers husband, crying, said, "she's leaving us and we need her so much". The doctor calmed the situation and said, I need peace and silence. The ministers' husband left the room, leaving only the doctor, Jeannie and the patient inside. The husband blocked the door from the outside and wouldn't let anyone at all enter " not even the hospital staff who was already screaming, and threatening to bring security.
The holistic doctor whispered to Jeannie to close the curtains. He turned out the lights and, in dimmed surroundings, he began speaking. "In the name of all things holy, I call upon you, Oh great power of the Universe to bring life to this holy woman who serves you. I call upon you to awaken her". Then, he went on by whispering, "Your husband is outside. He needs you. Your children are at home. They need you. Your followers need your help desperately."
"You are asleep because the hospital gave you the wrong medicine, but your own mind, which is awake, is listening to me and your own soul has the strength to awaken you when I command that you do so. But, for this moment, rest! Bring your heartbeat back to normal, now! And, bring your breathing back to normal now!. Now, cleanse your own blood with every breath of oxygen you inhale".
The doctor continued, "In just a few moments the sun will shine on you. It will be like someone has hit the ON switch to turn your life on. It will be as though you are getting up and leaving this place where they make mistakes. You will go home with your husband to your children and your followers who need you."
Then, he opened the curtains and said, "I command you in the name of God and all things holy, awaken, rise up, get up out of your sleep. You are no longer in a coma. Stand up and join life anew. So mote it be." Those terms were something familiar to a Wiccan minister.
Following this the doctor was exhausted; tired from the energy which he had sent into the patient and from praying while speaking. That's all I can do, he said and then left the room in tears.
The minister's husband entered the room and waited with Jeannie. Meanwhile, the hospital staff was huddled outside with security, trying to convince them not to arrest the husband for blocking the entrance.
Suddenly, Jeannie burst from the room jubilantly yelling, "Shes up! Shes up! She said that God himself appeared before her and told her to get up". The minister said that everyone needed her and so she felt a strong compulsion to get up, to go home and help her family and parishioners.
The husband frantically dressed his wife while pushing away hospital staff away so he could help her from the building. The holistic doctor was rushed from the hospital before the police could come and charge him with 'practicing medicine without a license.' The job was done and the doctor went outside and began to cry, in thanks to God for the help.
On the ride back, he wondered, What else has God got in store for me in this life?
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