Send Balloons

Elaine Williams Âc 2008

One day a little more than three months after the diagnosis of cancer my husband was the first time I really thought he would die. He was lying in his bed and he could not rise so low. I was so incredibly scared. I was sure there was a good chance he would die that day.

His holistic doctor and tried to convince Joseph to try a new treatment for detoxification. He was adamant he did not go with that. I told him again to support the search for treatment and how it is important to rid the body of poisons and toxins. This morning, when he was so weak in bed, I again pleaded with him. When he refused, I slipped out the back door of the house because I did not want children to see me cry.

I could not control my emotions, feeling so overwhelmed by fear and stress, a helpless witness to his constant pain. Pain control was a constant struggle, because nothing seemed to be prescribed effective.

When I left home, I saw the balloons in the path tree in the courtyard of our house. Several months before we had a party for our eldest son. My husband discovered he had cancer this week, but he wanted to go ahead with the party anyway, as he intended to keep things as normal as possible for children.

The next day, the party, I was surprised to see two helium balloons high into the tree by our backfield. It was windy yesterday, so we thought the wind had somehow brought there and they had become caught in the branches of trees. Even if I knew they were there, I never really looked too close to them.

Now, crying softly, I'm out of the tree, totally devastated by what happened back in the house. I stood in the balls and saw for the first time that the two balloons said. "Get Well Soon. Immediately, I stopped crying because she felt like a sign. An inner voice tells me something I had heard many times since my husband got sick," Whatever happens, everything will be fine. "

I went into the house, feeling supported by something positive. I just had the feeling that something God had sent this message. Back at home, I told my husband about the balloons and what they said. To my surprise, he said he would try the new treatment.

In half an hour after treatment, he was out of bed and outside tinkering in our barn. I was surprised. I could not believe he wanted to go outside, much less that it was weaker. He also said he did not need medication against pain, it felt good.

After the first successful treatment, there was an influx of energy, as if he had been rejuvenated. I kept a very precise records of all medicines and supplements he received. From that day until three days later, he had very few drugs against pain, and he swore that he was very comfortable.
This was the only time in the 11 full months, he was sick, he was such a pain. It is incredibly difficult to understand how and why this happened.

Several times, after I looked out the window and all the balls as many times, I think God is just trying to give both of us a break.