Why, Lord?  What does this healing mean?  Are you telling me something, or is this a fluke, a twist of fate, and a coincidence?

I remember when You told me to ask permission from my Pastor and start a Healing Prayer Ministry in our previous Parish Church in New Jersey, after our pilgrimage to the Shrine of the Miraculous Image of Sto. Nino/Child Jesus in Cebu, Philippines, and my subsequent healing.  That was an excellent run; many infirmed people got healed through You, including myself; and so I thought.

But, why didnt You stop me?  I could have retired in the Philippines (finally, after our youngest child's college graduation ten years ago) and left my family who were well taken cared of financially in the US, but still visiting them, Gie & our children, every six months; and pursued my last promising career while trying to make a name for myself by hopefully making the ultimate Filipino movie that would eventually win the Best Foreign Film at the Oscars; hobnobbed with celebrities in entertainment & politics; and leave a body of work & legacy to my children that they can be proud of, instead of a Healing Prayer Ministry.

What was I thinking?  You didnt need me; after all, You, Who were, are, and will always be Omnipotent & Omnicient knew how excited I was then about filmmaking.  Apart from You, the Art of Filmmaking was pure energy for me-- the most creative, intoxicating and fulfilling experience that I ever had when I took it up twenty years ago.  Because of it, I was able to to write, produce, edit & direct my first feature film-- an anti-child abuse Independent Film Project that I finished in New York University for my Masters thesis at the Catholic University of Santo Tomas in Manila.  But most of all, You saw how I was able to dig deeper into my own repressed memories of child abuse and redeem, transform and express them through a profound and life changing creative experience through filmmaking, which for me was not only therapeutic, but also intellectually fulfilling & spiritually uplifting.

​Maybe, I was too naive & unsophisticated in thinking that somehow, I could save the world by healing its abused & neglected childen through Jesus Christ's Healing Prayer Ministry.  What a waste of time; when I could have gotten the rights to the temp music of my anti-child abuse thesis film, cut the original negatives, and release it to the public; and shoot more movies about the medical or psychological healing of abused children; or raise some charity money for the prevention of this malaise, while housing & feeding the hungry & abandoned street children.

What now my God?  I'll be 63 in five months.  Thanks for healing me from leukemia. But, do you really expect me to take up filmmaking at this late in the game?  And for what?

I know that You care about me.  Aren't you afraid that I would regress again from a Life in the Spirit to a worldly life of the flesh, and succumb to the temptations of sex, drugs & alcohol, and the devil which are prevalent in the film business, instead of just enjoying my early retirement with my wife?  After all, You Who knows the pitfalls of man's creative process that's in my blood and which I have sublimated through the years by teaching, textbook publishing, radio broadcasting, home marketing, selling, buying & decorating, and cooking, understands how lonely & lonesome it is out there to create something good, true & beautiful.

Not for You, of course, because You are God.  But for us mortals, the creative process is painstakingly slow that entails concentration, stamina & hard work; and yet we still
do it.  Why?  Because creativity is like being pregnant; it's either/or; either pregnant or not pregnant; creative or not.  And if you are, then you need to get it out of your system sometime, no matter how difficult, or you'll die of regrets & remorse.  The only sigh of relief or joy is at the end-- after the baby is born, or your film is projected on the screen.

And in between takes, your mind is constantly stimulated, heightened & altered (like ecstasy from taking drugs, smoking pot, drinking alcohol, and having coitus.)  When you're creative, then your imagination is in full gear, that  even a pumpkin acquires an enticing glow which makes you fall in love with it; then, how could you possibly resist not being attracted to any of the creative souls who are in the same boat with you, even if you are in a state of zombieness, numbness and diarrhea?

Lord, do you really want me to go through this process of pain & suffering, temptation & disappointment, and euphoria & joy rolled into one just to tell Your Story in moving pictures?  Do I have the time, mindset, means & motivation to do so? Am I even considerring this to glorify You, help Your children, or put myself & legacy in a pedestal?

I know that You know that apart from You I can do nothing; and therefore, is this a part of Your Plan for me to come to You and be revivified (like all the little children to whom the Kingdom of God belongs, as You said) so that I may be healed completely from the effects of child abuse?

Are you purifying me by feeding Your abused & abandoned children, so that I may be spiritually strong, like David against Goliath, in confronting & winning my personal battle against child abuse, without regrets of splitting my marriage & family if I retired & made movies  in the Philippines only for my own sake then, instead of focusing on You now for getting rid of my leukemia My Lord, Who is the Way, the Truth & the Life?

Or, am I becoming demented or retarded in thinking that You healed me from leukemia in order to tell me to move on, be creative, tell everyone that You have forgiven my sins, and believe that You are saving me and everyone else from damnation?

Just like when the Pharisees accused You of blasphemy after forgiving the sins of the paralyzed man, in the Gospel of Luke, and you said: "... So I will prove to you that the Son of Man has the authority on earth to forgive sins."  Then Jesus turned to the paralyzed man and said, "Stand up, pick up your mat, and go home!" And, immediately, as everyone watched, the man jumped up, picked up his mat, and went home praising God.

EPILOGUE

Be Not Afraid 
   by Bob Dufford, S.J.

You shall cross the barren dessert
But you shall not die of thirst
You shall wander far in safety
Though you do not know the way.

You shall speak your words in foreign lands
And all will understand
You shall see the face of God and live.

Be not afraid
I go before you always
Come Follow Me
And I shall give you rest.

If you pass through raging waters
In the sea, you shall not drown
If you walk amidst the burning flames
You shall not be harmed.

If you stand before the pow'r of hell
And death is at your side
Know that I am with you, through it all.

Be not afraid
I go before you always
Come Follow Me
And I shall give you rest.

Blessed are your poor
For the Kingdom shall be theirs
Blest are you that weep and mourn
for one day you shall laugh.

And if wicked men insult and hate you
All because of Me
Blessed, blessed are you!

Be not afraid
I go before you always
Come Follow Me
And I shall give you rest.

I booked the cruises because Gie & me enjoy cruising since we discovered this fun, safe, and quickest way of touring many countries of the world and seeing them up close & personal during our 15th anniversary, 25 years ago.  Before that, we took our kids three times each to the Philippines for the same amount of money or budget, and visited their Grandma & Grandpa (who took care of them in America for two years before they went to a private Nursery School, and my parents retired permanently in their old, familiar & beloved surroundings) to thank & honor them, especially during their Golden Wedding Anniversary celebration.

Aside from the fact that it's the fastest, exciting and learned way of experiencing or seeing other cultures, people, historical sites & beautiful places in 28 countries, cruising for us is synonymous to honeymooning with just the two of us and rekindling the sparks of our long-lasting union (maybe because we didn't go on a honeymoon after we got married twice-- neither after our civil court nor Catholic Church weddings, because we didn't have money for a honeymoon.)

Money, of course, can't buy everything, because now that we're waiting for our next honeymoon cruise in October, I can sense that there is something missing.  No matter how I try to fill our days with personal & church activities, and resorts & casino shows or entertainment (except gambling coz it's not our cup of tea) which keep us busy, I can't put my finger on what's lacking by the end of the day.  I know what I want (and I don't mean another spouse, friend or lover in polygamous or adulterous relationships; or a mission, group or raison d'etre other than the Charismatic Renewal Community; and any other way of focusing like a hobby, vice & obsession, such as smoking cannabis that's been legalized in Las Vegas.)

One day, while brainstorming with Gie (not exactly, because it's too early in the morning around 6 am, and we were just awakened by a call of nature, sitting up in bed, just talking about our retired but busy lives & what lies ahead, and couldn't decide whether to go back to bed, or get up and start the day even if it's not 8 yet,) I thought about my healing.

​Why, Lord?

Praise the Lord!

I couldn't wait to get out of UMC Clinic to tell Gie the good news. I went across the street to grab a bite coz it was past 12, and told her that I didn't have leukemia after all. I ordered fried chicken, rice & beans, salad, and a Diet Coke, while the man of little faith in me had to be reminded by my wife and agreed with her, after realizing that it was indeed a miracle!  How could I possibly doubt when I felt the disease inside my body even before my initial consultation four months ago?  Yes, it was not lymphatic cancer as I suspected; but it turned out to be leukemia according to Dr. Lippmann, based on my blood test.

Thank God; I'm leukemia-free; and now what?  Next, I called my children, left them a message about my new lease in life (the 4th actually,) and told them not to buy me any expensive gifts for Father's Day coz I only want Alexa & a tattoo​.

Then, I messaged my siblings in New Jersey and told my sister who has not hugged and seen in person her children for 16 years & granddaughter for 12 years not to postpone their retirement in the Philippines anymore this year; and prodded my brother to cut short his medical trip in the US and go back to his new wife & newborn baby girl after 5 months, and be reunited with them as soon as possible, because after my brush with leukemia and the prospect of death I realized that life, indeed, is very short, and unfathomable as to when it will be taken from you, either tonight, next week, month or year; and that family comes first, after God.

The day after, I cancelled my Nevada business license by sending them the signed form and $100.00 dissolution fee, and sent the confirmation to my Referral Broker explaining that I was retiring completely from the real estate business, including referrals, after getting healed from leukemia, and will now be devoting my life to enjoying myself, family & friends, and in serving God as Lector & Eucharistic. Minister of our Parish Church.

I shared my ordeal to our Charismatic brothers & sisters during our prayer meeting, and told our relatives & friends when we attended our friends' birthday, housewarming, retirement & graduation parties, as well as acquaintances whom we met in Church, shopping & grocery stores, resorts & casinos, movie theaters, gym, pool, sauna & spa that I was fully retired, and couldn't discuss anything about real estate anymore because I already surrendered my license. And what a relief that was!

Also, I'd been cooking a lot & fixing little things inside our home; asked for new estimates from painters who can change the color of our kitchen cabinets from linen to buttercup that our landscaper knew from his full-time job, after trimming the branches of all our palm trees; and decided with Gie to book the Mexican Riviera & Panama cruise for this coming fall, in order to celebrate my 63rd birthday & the Transatlantic cruise from New York, Portugal, Ireland, Scotland, Paris & London for spring of next year which coincides with her birthday.

But, why this flurry of plans & activities?

Wow!   I have leukemia?  But I was feeling fine; maybe a little tired & sleepy, which I thought  was normal because we just got back from our 25-day vacation-pilgrimage-cruise a week ago and celebrated Gie's birthday & my retirement. 

Dr. Lippmann decided to cancel my MRI and send me instead for another blood test within 30 days.  I scheduled it earlier for May 26, after our granddaughter Xiomara's baptism on May 7, the NJ Blue Army Shrine's 100th Anniversary Celebration of our Lady's Apparition at Fatima on May 13, and 10 days of rest after coming back from New Jersey.

Anyway, while we were there, I didn't want my illness to be the topic of conversation; so I kept it quiet except to ask for prayers from my sister in Bergenfield whose husband survived cancer recently.  Besides, I already posted my diagnosis on Facebook, asked for prayers from everybody, and assumed the Filipino "bahala na" or come what may attitude.  

But Gie kept reminding me of what we'd learned in Charismatic healing, that is, to rebuke the leukemia, or cancer cells in my blood because it is not from God; while I was more fatalistic because Jesus saved me three times in the past already (see my Personal Testimony on this site) that is, if He really wants to take me sooner than I expected, then I must get ready.  After all, He took 11 of my cousins who were more or less about the same age as mine.  And, I don't think I'm special or better than them, or any of my elementary classmates or young neighbors in our village of Sta. Rita, Macabebe, Pampanga who had gone before me (although in my mind I just wished, first of all, that I'd see my son find the right woman & get married in the Catholic Church, and then watch all my grandchildren finish college.)

Apart from praying to God to give me more time to prepare if He wants to take my life soon, I also asked the intercession of Our Lady of Fatima (because Jesus can't say no to His Mom) during the all day & rain-soaked 100th anniversary celebration in New Jersey of her Apparitions; our angelic granddaughter Xiomara's joyous Christening & reception; and a heartfelt & prayerful visit to the parish Church of  our friend who brought us to her family's getaway condo in Virginia Beach, and didn't fight but accepted my leukemia.  Also, I decided to enjoy every moment that God brings me with my wife, children, family & friends during our granddaughter's Baptism, Gie's Mother's Day celebration with 3 more Moms in our family, and our son's surprise second visit for his Mom's special day while we were still in New Jersey. I realized that life is too short to wallow in self-pity, regrets, worries, or guilt because of my predicament  that the devil kept pounding in my head.  

​Praise God because Satan and his minions (including those mere mortals who rejoiced upon learning about my leukemia) were of no match to the angels on Facebook, including my relatives, friends, and Charismatic brothers & sisters who were all praying for my healing, like this most uplifting text message I received which I believe was inspired by God in order to lift me up during my early dark nights; and I would like to share it with you without identifying the angel's name--

"I read your post Bro. Oscar.  You're right you don't have to worry.  God is in control. He is an awesome God. He gives life and He gives different  kinds of human diseases.  And according to His wills and plans we will be healed.  I have brain tumor since 2008, multiple liver cyst, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, high triglycerides, arthritis all over, and all of these are in control.  I didn't have my brain tumor removed, my liver cyst removed, and here I am still kicking and doing things for HIS Great Honor and Glory.  I do believe HE has Mission for all of us.  We are all loved and blessed by our Infinite God.  Keep doing what you're doing.  Let's continue to pray for one another.  God bless you and your family."  

On May 26, 2017, I went back to Quest Diagnostics for another blood test in order to confirm my diagnosis from leukemia, and before my primary doctor can send me to a specialist for treatment.  I didn't go to the usual facility close to our home so as to avoid talking to fellow Filipino patients & medical technicians who were mostly Filipinos also. Instead, I went to another Quest clinic further North where I can freely ask the technician who drew my blood some questions about my disease.  Again, the Lord sent me to an angel who told me that leukemia or cancer of the blood does not have to be a death sentence anymore.  She said that I could live many more years to come, as long as I was being treated.  While I could have gotten this information myself on Google, I never wanted to, and always tried to avoid going to the doctors, as much as I could.  So, God brought me to this angel to tell me that everything is going to be alright; and that He loves me, as always.

Nine days later, on June 5th, which was a month and 5 days from today, I got a clean bill of health from Dr. Lippmann when he handed me the results of my new blood test which showed that everything went back to normal.  He said that I didn't have leukemia after all; and he didn't want to see me until after 6 months.

Praise the Lord!

GALATIANS 5:16-17  This I say then, Walk in the Spirit, and ye shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh.  For the flesh lusteth against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh: and these are contrary the one to the other: so that ye cannot do the things that ye would. 


Last year, a few days before my 62nd birthday in December, it just dawned on me that it was time to throw in the towel and retire from selling real estate. I woke my wife up and told her that I didn't have to list, market or show houses to clients anymore because I will be retiring; but that I would still get 25% referral fees by just referring my buyers & sellers to other brokers until my real estate license expires in February of 2019.  And, why not?  After all, I'd been doing the business for 30 years, the longest & most productive job that I'd been into, after changing careers seven times from the time I finished college forty two years ago.  Besides, we were empty-nesters; and our children are doing fantastic in their respective professions, even providing our yearly allowance for cruises & vacations.  And, didn't Mom & Dad retire from running our furniture business in the Philippines and turned it over to my eldest brother who got his business degree when two of my other siblings & myself all finished college, even though our parents were still young, healthy, and vigorous? 

"This is it," I told Gie; "I'm filing my retirement papers next week, and will start receiving my Social Security pension next year, just like you!"  And sure enough, I received my 1st retirement check via direct deposit in my bank checking account  a month and a half later.

The best part of being retired as a couple in the Entertainment Capital of the World & one of the least expensive & seniors-friendly cities in the US, known worldwide as the Fabulous City of Las Vegas, is that it's never boring because there's always something exciting to do; we have never been busier with family visitors & friendly guests; and our money goes a long way.  Gie & I am spending more time together now doing what we both like best, namely: dining out, or cooking, eating & entertaining family & friends or just the two of us; watching all kinds of entertainment on our smart TV including Netflix, Hulu & Amazon, live concerts, shows, exhibits, movies, baseball, and World Series or  Championship games; doing gym, spa & sauna in our Community Clubhouse; shopping for ourselves, gifts, home & groceries; praising, thanking, getting to know & serving the Lord more in Church, Sacred Scriptures, Holy Traditions, Charismatic Communities, and Abused & Impoverished Children; and just cruising around the world, or visiting our children & granddaughter in New Jersey & Texas, and friends & relatives in the US or the Philippines.

Anyway, I booked our 7th & longest cruise with Norwegian for Spring of 2017, immediately after filing my retirement online at the Social Security Office in Las Vegas, in order to celebrate my retirement & Gie's birthday. Also, we decided to attend our granddaughters Xiomara's Christening in Lyndhurst, New Jersey, the 100th Anniversary Celebration of the Apparitions of Our Lady of Fatima in Washington Township, NJ (instead of going to Portugal,) and celebrate Mother's Day in New Jersey also, three weeks after we come back from our cruise in May. We told our children about my retirement & our 3-week celebration cruise to the Gulf, Holy Lands & Mediterranean, and two-week stay with them in New Jersey; and they did not only book our flights & hotels with 5 extra days total in Dubai & Venice, but also our round-trip tickets to NJ, when Osbert came home to Vegas for Christmas.

Our children even suggested now that we're both retired, I can take up golf because we live in a Golf Community (most probably,) or even go back to New Jersey and take care of  Xiomara so that our daughter can return to working full-time (absolutely not!)  And according to Gie, since I've mastered the Art of Cooking Filipino Foods (not really) and finished designing all the exterior & interior renovations of our home
(never; because I want to change the color of our kitchen & bathroom cabinets before our son's birthday,) I can go back to teaching part-time in Las Vegas because they need plenty of teachers in the Valley, and she thinks that I was cut out for it when she saw me teaching CCD in St. John's Parish as a substitute a long time ago (no, thanks.) And my Russian friend in Rhodes Ranch thought that I should run as a Director of our Board because we need change very badly in our Homeowners Association (never;) while Fr. Nadim asked me if I was interested in becoming a deacon (no way!)

​Actually, I thought of swallowing my pride and abide by the new requirements of the Graduate School and take 12-credit refresher Philosophy courses for one  semester at  the Catholic University of  Santo Tomas in Manila (because according to them I'd been away for too long, without even considering the many courses I audited in the US under Columbia University's Visiting Scholarship Program, and 3 years of Film Studies, scriptwriting & making a feature film out of my thesis at NYU;) get a new thesis adviser (because my previous one, the venerable scholar & professor Dr. Florentino Hornedo died 2 years ago;) defend my thesis (when there was nothing to defend, according to Dr. Hornedo, because the nature of my thesis changed to a multi-media presentation of Aristotle's Philosophy of Friendship; hence, I already completed all the requirements;) and finally obtain my Master of Arts degree in Philosophy (when I should have been awarded the degree after finishing & submitting the 'Project in lieu of Thesis,' which was the only thing I was missing, as per my thesis adviser; but the University wouldn't accept or hear any of it.) 

On second thought, do I really need to go through this whole process again just to add the initials M.A. after my name, when deep in my heart I knew that I already earned it, even though I have no use for it because I had no plans of going back to teaching Philosophy again, which was the original reason (that is, to get tenured and promoted from College Instructor II to Associate Professor I) on why I took the Master of Arts in Philosophy program anyway.   Besides, am I willing to return to the Philippines and be separated from my wife for at least 5 months and live most probably a free-spirited, licentious and delectable life in Manila, just like during my exciting, bachelor & grad-school days, while risking my limbs, sanity & marriage for the sake of bragging rights?  I don't think so.

So, I did what I was supposed to do before embarking on our long cruise abroad, extended vacation, and family affairs in New Jersey; but more importantly, as a new retiree. First & foremost, I resigned as overall coordinator and one of the prayer leaders during our prayer meetings in our parish-based Charismatic Prayer Group by the end of 2016 in St. Thomas More Church. I turned over the group to one of our experienced and gifted brothers and introduced him to our pastor as our new servant leader because I will be away for a long time, and didn't want to take that responsibility anymore (just like when we left as a couple the outreach & choir of our first Charismatic group in Las Vegas, and started our current prayer group with other East Coast Charismatic expats.)

Next, we went on a strict diet & exercise routine in order to lose the extra baggages inside our bodies; updated our wardrobes, shoes, accessories & trip supplies; ordered 3-months supply of medications & vitamins; and booked all our regular medical appointments before our trip.

It was during one of these routine medical checkups on January 30 that I told my primary physician about the lump and lingering pain I'd been feeling for the past five days on my right face and underneath the jawline and neck which was kind of similar to my brother-in-law's when he was diagnosed with lymphatic cancer a year ago.  It was the worst thing I could think of (which is not at all unusual for me; hence I try to refrain from going to the doctor unless I had to or couldn't take the suffering anymore, which was always later on for the most part, because I have a high threshold for pain) since he & his cousin who died of cancer shared the same dentist who had the habit of not putting the protective covering on me every time he took my x-ray's which were many because he did a lot of bridges & cosmetic work on my teeth.  My doctor told me not to worry because it was only an ear infection, gave me prescriptions for antibiotics & Ibuprofen, and flagged me to come back the following month, unless the pain got worse.  The medicines did wonders for a few days, but on the 7th day I marched back to his office because I couldn't take the suffering any longer.  He referred me for an MRI approval which I wanted to do before embarking on a cruise in March. However, I didn't get the approval until we were about to leave; so I rescheduled it after we came back from our cruise on April 24.  

In the meantime, I asked for healing prayers from our Charismatic brothers & sisters and posted it on Facebook for those who would care enough to pray for me (just like they did to Kuya Arthur who was cured from cancer) and also believed in signs & wonders, and miraculous healings  from our Lord & Savior Jesus Christ, Who was, is, and will always be my Healer. I  knew also that not everybody prayed for me even if they believed in miraculous healing, but rather rejoiced at the prospect of me having cancer, especially my enemies whom I read about in the Book of Psalms in front of the Blessed Sacrament in St. Sharbel's Adoration Chapel; but it didn't deter me from telling everyone I knew who was a follower of Jesus Christ by asking them to pray for me. I prayed for the intercession of St. Sharbel and Mama Mary when we came to the Healing Service of Fr. Nadim in the Maronite Chapel of Las Vegas, and during Annointing of the Sick at the concelebrated Holy Mass in St. Joseph Church.

I stopped taking Ibuprofen completely and offered everything to God (I meant every pain in my body, and forgot about my MRI) for the healing of all abused children. And by the time we flew to Dubai where we were supposed to board the Norwegian Star, I was not only at peace within me but felt joyous in anticipation of seeing, touching, hearing, tasting, smelling, and walking the Holy Lands where Jesus was born, grew up, lived, preached, performed miracles, cured the sick, betrayed, crucified, died, and resurrected from death, which put a big smile on my face because I trusted and believed in Him.

Gie and I had a blast during the entire cruise, but most especially during the holiest day of the Catholics' calendar on Easter Sunday because, instead of flying back to Vegas from Venice for 16 hours, we extended our stay after disembarkation and took a side tour of Padua, Italy where we were able to attend Holy Mass and received Jesus in Holy Communion.

Jesus granted our fervent wish from the time we meditated His Passion & Death in Jerusalem's Via Dolorosa & inside the Church of Holy Sepulchre on Palm Sunday, and went to Confession in St. Francis Church for me and at the Cathedral in Dubronik, Croatia for Gie, in order to celebrate Easter Sunday three days later on April 16, by attending His Sacred Eucharist and receiving Him in His Church, instead of being asleep inside the confines of an airplane.  And, by the time we got back inside our home in Las Vegas, we went straight to the altar in our living room to thank the Lord for our safe cruise, and because the pain on my face & neck which I suspected to be lymphatic cancer was gone.

The following day after we arrived, I called the Radiology office and told them the good news that my pain was gone after our cruise, and postponed my MRI scheduled for April 24, until after I see my primary doctor the following week.  I went to Quest Diagnostics instead because I didn't need an appointment to have my blood drawn, and wasted no time so that they could send the results of my cholesterol levels to my doctor before my next appointment.

Finally, two months ago on May 2nd, I went to see my primary physician--Dr. Lippmann; and something unusual came about during my routine physical exams with the nurse assigned to me.  As usual, I asked her for a copy of my blood test, but she wouldn't give it to me, and said that my doctor will review it with me when I see him. That was strange; but I dismissed it in a second because I had great news for my doctor. After about 15 minutes, Dr. Lippmann came in with a smile on his face and asked me about our cruise. I said it was wonderful; but I couldn't wait to ask him if I still have to go through the MRI when all my pains were gone (which I attributed to our relaxing, exciting & spiritually uplifting pilgrimage to the Holy Lands during our cruise.) Anyway, he handed me a copy of my blood test results and pointed at the skewed & astronomical number regarding my white cells.  What does it mean? Very calmly, he said that based on the results of the initial physical exams that was taken by the nurse I had no pneumonia. However, he thought I had leukemia.

​Wow!