It was expected and planned, after all being sick for a long time you come to realize you will have to come and go from all the doctors offices and the hospital.
Being a seer is not easy when you have to be the one in the hospital, after all a hospital is where many took their last breath, some realize they are dead and other don`t and walk around, visiting. Some may even come to work as nurses and doctors, making their rounds.
We are all still people, dead or alive.
Nowadays these are planned hospital visits, knowing when to go and seek help with a 24/7 staff and more than one doctor. With that being said I take my protection stone with me, but sometimes its not always in my pocket and those times are when things happen.
The first night I slept on a cot next to his bedside, that is what a full time caregiver does, there to lend a hand to the staff for small things like help to the bathroom or handing over a glass of water, I had my stone in my purse and in the floor by the cot.
I was almost asleep and I heard a female voice whisper in my ear “Hey” and I opened my eyes but no one was there and he was sleeping. The t.v. was on classical music with no voices.
I reached down and got my stone out of my purse and laid on top of it in the cot. I fell off to sleep.
I woke several hours later to my patient talking, but I did not turn over, I figured it was a nurse or tech doing their job so I listened, no one was talking back to him. No he was not talking to anyone he was praying.
His prayer was asking God to accept these people in heaven and telling them to go to the light, go be with God and your people.
When he was finished I turned over and sat up, he looked at me and told me the room was filled with dead people just hanging out and that one lady was standing by the bed, she had to go, they had to go.
I nodded with understanding, because one already told me “hey.”
He then asked me to salt the room, ask then not to come inside the room. I did and we both got back to sleep and slept well.
Each night, after the cleaning staff removed the salt, I would sen the whirlwind of the something or someone, the running at me of someone that always freaked me out. He had to help crossing them over so he prayed a few times a day and then has me with packets of salt when enough was enough.
By Andria Perry
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