Leroy – whose mother sang hymns to him as he lay comatose – observes his wife and young daughter

On August 16, I put up a post of Caroline Cannon of Point Hope singing at a Singspiration in Nuiqsut, with one hand raised in praise and a cross on the wall behind her. She had just related the story of how two years ago her son Leroy Oenga had been comatose in the hospital and how the doctors told her he was brain-dead and she should pull the plug. Instead, she sang the same song to him she sung that night in Nuiqsut and she prayed for him. I mentioned that I had seen her son in his comatose state and had felt so bad for the two of them, as it truly appeared hopeless. Yet he recovered.

That's Leroy on the left, observing his wife Clara and young daughter Freda earlier today at The ICC food security meeting I mentioned in my previous post. I spoke with him and he was feeling good, he seemed happy and in good spirits. I really haven't set out on a quest to document miraculous healings as it almost appears from this and my story on Joe two days ago. It just happened that these two stories both presented themselves to me in this very short time period.

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Off to see the doctor, surrounded by beauty

Here I am on my way to my 5:30 PM doctor appointment. Right now, I am sitting in an examining room waiting for my doctor. I have not seen her since before my first surgery, June 30, 2012. She does not know all the complications I suffered afterwards, the emergency surgery and all that. She is going to be very surprised to see the gigantic hernia in the middle of my belly. I wonder what she will think of it? She does not know I have to get a third surgery to fix it – that I should've had it already, but am precariously and apprehensively waiting until the Affordable Healthcare Act kicks in so I can hopefully afford it.

The mountains sure are pretty.

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As Chicago naps on my chest, Dick Cheney speaks about his heart

As Chicago naps on my chest, Dick Cheney speaks with Sanji Gupta about all the amazing medical advances in heart care that came along just in time to keep him alive to help George W. Bush make a whole bunch of decisions about war, torture and such. 

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