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Suzette Martinez Standring: Reiki, prayers and recovery

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Posted: Apr. 11, 2019 8:57 am

I had a premonition about my husband’s life. On Sunday I prayed, “Please keep him safe. Whatever this terrible feeling is, please show him mercy.” Four hours later, David fell from a ladder, suffering facial fractures and a dislocated shoulder. He wandered into the kitchen, face broken, puddling blood everywhere.

This might be the life-threatening part. I did not call an ambulance. Instead I hollered, “Get in the car!” At the ER in Falmouth,Massachusetts, medics swarmed to stabilize his neck, and scolded me for moving him. Between the ladder and me, it’s a wonder he’s alive.

At the Falmouth hospital, exams and tests, talk of facial surgery to come, fixing his dislocated shoulder, and an ambulance ride to Boston. Tendons holding his eyes in place, if damaged, could cause his eyes “to drift” uncontrolled. I. Can’t. Even. Ask.

Yet I woke up the next day with gratitude. David was spared much worse: A broken neck or spine, paralysis, brain injury or death.

Day 2, I performed Reiki on him, which is a form of energy healing, and with the superior care at Brigham and Women’s Hospital, he improved. Instead of a bludgeoning victim, he looked like a prize fighter who lost.

The rivulets from his nose turned to drips.

David asked, “Do you think we can buy something to stop the blood leaking from my nose?” I said, “You mean like a nose tampon? We can improvise.” However, on Day 3, the doctors worried about a possible brain fluid leak, which could lead to infection. I cracked at “possible meningitis,” and started to cry, but David said, “Suze, c’mon! Fake news!” He’s so positive.

There’s little privacy in a hospital room. Looking at the menu, I whispered, “What would you like me to order for you?” And behind the curtain, his roomie, Carl, said, “I’d suggest the Chicken Alfredo, very tasty.” Later Carl spoke to his wife on speaker phone, “I’m sharing the room with an English fellow, very congenial.”

She said, “IS HE THE ONE WHO FELL OFF A LADDER?” Carl was quite flowery about how nice we are. Really, what else could he say?

After only three days, David was released. A busted-up man has never moved so fast. Future surgery sounded complex and disfiguring. (Don’t think about it today, Scarlett, think about it tomorrow.)

No pain meds, no antibiotics prescribed. At home, the bruising faded, downgrading David from raccoon to panda. Reiki treatments and the sincere prayers of many poured forth daily and they worked.

A top cranial surgeon called, “You pose a very rare case. It may be that you won’t need surgery at all.”

A week later, all his doctors confirmed this.

This is a prescription to all Do-It-Yourselfers as given by David’s doctor, “Take your ladder and put a ‘FREE’ sign on it. Somebody will take it away.”

I know God listens. The question is, will you?

Email Suzette Martinez Standring at suzmar@comcast.net.

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