The Creator-Cured Child, being two years old! Mysteriously and unintentionally! I crawled out of that front room and into the kitchen area to reach that cabinet. And mysteriously, I was able to reach that shelf to get that can of drain cleaner, formerly known as Drano. When my mother and Patricia heard a loud, loud scream! They rushed with haste! My mother, Pat, Nita, and Baldy went into the kitchen to find myself crying and seeing the can of Drano on the floor.

One of the first babies in 1965 to receive an esophagectomy, coloconic interposition, or esophagocolonic graft

My mother rushed to call our neighbor, who was my godmother, Ms. Ruby, who had christened me. She was a nurse at Charity Hospital Emergency Room Trauma, living across the street on Rousseau Street. She rushed over to give me lots of milk while hastily calling and waiting for an ambulance. When minutes were growing, she (Ms. Ruby) knowingly had the trauma nursing practitioner skills to not wait any longer due to the consequences of a possible death to the Creator-cured child. Thereafter, being guided by the Creator

Now, my godmother, readers, are you paying strict attention to how the Creator is using this event to save my life? I love my Creator and his actual life-saving techniques and life-saving order of events. She rushed me at top speed in her car to her department in the Charity Hospital Emergency Room Trauma area.

Arriving at the back part of the Charity Hospital emergency ramp

My godmother swiftly rushed me to the emergency surgery room. My doctor’s, Dr. Rowena Spencer, and Dr. Cohen were notified, “Stat!”

During the Creator’s divine specifications and his elaborate surgical procedures, which the Creator has guided through, Dr. Spencer and Dr. Cohen performed the rescue operational procedures. From 1965 through 1967. The renowned pediatrician surgeon, Dr. Rowena Spencer, came out to warn my mother and father that it was highly unlikely that I was going to make it or survive due to the large consumption (caustic ingestion) of the Drano.

My father begged, “Dr. Spencer, please help us! Will my boy make it? Will he make it? God, please help us! Why has this thing happened to me? Turning to my mother, he cried, “Sue, why didn’t you look after my boy? Why?”

“Dr. Spencer! Dr. Cohen! Please! I’m begging you to please save my baby! My father shouted while crying.”

Ned, please don’t fault me! It was an accident! It was an accident! I have been taking good care of the kids!” My mother exclaimed while crying, holding a Bible in her hand, and shaking nervously.

Dr. Rowena Spencer A divine statement to my parents: "I'm determined to save his life.”

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