Miracle in Medjugorje: the disease completely disappears ...

Da Paolo Tessione - July 23, 2019

My story begins at the age of 16, when, due to recurrent visual problems, I learn that I have a cerebral arteriovenous malformation (angioma), in the front left rear region, about 3 cm in size. My life has changed profoundly since then. I live in fear, anguish, unconsciousness, sadness and daily anxiety ... of what could happen at any moment.

I go looking for "someone" ... that someone who can give me explanations, help, hope. I travel half of Italy with the support and closeness of my parents, looking for that person who can give me the confidence and answers that are necessary for me. After several great disappointments from doctors who treated me as an object, not as a person, without the slightest attention to what is the most important thing what the person's feelings are, the "human side" ... I get a gift from heaven, my Guardian Angel: Edoardo Boccardi, primary neurologist of the neuroradiology department of the Niguarda Hospital in Milan.

This person for me, in addition to having been close to me from a medical point of view, with extreme professionalism and experience, through tests, diagnostic tests repeated over time, has always managed to give me that confidence, those answers and that hope that I was looking for ... so great and so important that I could totally entrust myself to him ... however things went, I knew I had a special and prepared person by my side. He told me that he, at that moment, would not have operated or undergone any type of therapy, also because it was too large and rarefied an area to be treated with radiosurgery; I could lead my life with the maximum serenity possible but I had to avoid those activities that could cause an increase in brain pressure; the risks to which I could be subject were those of a cerebral hemorrhage due to rupture of the vessels or an increase in the size of the vascular nest which could consequently produce a suffering of the surrounding brain tissue.

I am a physiotherapist and I work daily with people with impairments caused by situations like mine ... let's say that it is not always easy to have the strength and the will to react, without losing heart. Despite all my strength, my will and the great desire to become a good physiotherapist, they led me to overcome extremely difficult paths such as graduating, trying to pass those tests such as neurosurgery, tumors, ... that "spoke" in a certain way of me and my situation.

Thank God, the results of my magnetic resonance imaging performed consistently every year in Milan were superimposable, without substantial changes over time. The penultimate magnetic resonance imaging dates back to 5 years ago, exactly on April 21, 2007; since then I have always postponed a subsequent check for fear that something had changed over time.

In life we go through moments of pain, of despair, of anger, due to various situations, such as the end of an important love relationship, the difficulties at work, in the family and certainly you do not want to take on another thought at that moment. In a period of my life in which my heart has gone through a lot of suffering, I let myself be convinced by a dear friend and work colleague, for a pilgrimage to Medjugorje, a destination, reported by her, of great peace and inner serenity, what of which I needed at that moment. And so, with a lot of curiosity and also a little skeptic, on 2 August 2011 I left for the Mladifest (Youth Festival) in Medjugorje, together with my mom. I live 4 days of extreme emotions; I am very close to faith and prayer (if before reciting an "Ave Maria" was tiring, now I feel the need and joy).

The climbs to the two mountains, especially on the Krizevac (the mountain of the white cross) where a tear falls which surprises me after a prayer, are destinations of profound peace, joy and inner serenity. Precisely those feelings that my friend was constantly referring to me, which I found it hard to believe.

It was as if something "you did not ask inside yourself" entered. I prayed a lot but I was never able to ask for anything because I always thought that there were people who had precedence and priority over me ... over my problems. I go home deeply changed in spirit, with joy in the eyes and serenity in the heart. I can deal with everyday problems with a different spirit and energy, I feel the need to talk to the world about how I feel and what I have experienced. Prayer becomes a daily requirement: it makes me feel good. Over time, I am aware that I have received my first great Grace. I find the courage and the decision, after 5 years, to book my usual check in Milan, set for April 16, 2012.

But first, it was important for me to confess from an exorcist parish priest of Florence, Don Francesco Bazzoffi, a man of great gifts and values to me, whom I feel very close. I go to him a few days before the check-up, exactly Saturday 14 April, and after my confession, in which my concern about the investigations of the following Monday stood out, he decides to give me a personal blessing for my health problem with the imposition of the hands. He says to me: "well, it's not even very big ...": it amazes me and makes me think (I knew it was 3 cm in size), and goes on to say: "what will it be? About 1 cm? !!!! "... Before leaving the room he says to me:" Elena, when will you come back to see me? … In May???!! ... So tell me how it went! " I am very confused, surprised, I say that I will be back in May.

On Monday I go to Milan with my parents who never leave me alone for the checks and I live a day full of emotions. After magnetic resonance imaging, I visit my doctor: comparing the last study with that of 5 years earlier, there is a clear reduction in the size of the vascular nest and an overall reduction in caliber of the main venous drainages, with an expression of parenchymal suffering around . Instinctively I look at my mother and it is as if we had met at the same instant, in the same place. We both felt the same things and with tears in our eyes, we had no doubt that I had received a second Grace.

From the interview with the incredulous doctor it emerges that:
- the size of the vascular nest is about 1 cm (and this is linked to the parish priest's speech)
- that it is practically impossible for an AVM to reduce spontaneously, without any therapy (my doctor tells me that it is his first case, in his vast work experience, also abroad), usually either it grows or remains the same size .

Every doctor, like every person of "science", must have appropriate therapy that produces a certain result. I certainly could not be part of this. In that moment so magical for me, I just wanted to run and cry, without giving any kind of explanation to anyone. I was experiencing something too big, too exciting, too much and only dreamed.

In the car, towards home, I admired the sky and asked her "why all this ... me", in reality I never had the courage to ask for anything. It has been given to me so much: physical healing is undoubtedly something visible, tangible, truly great but much greater I recognize the inner spiritual healing, the path of conversion, the serenity and strength that now belongs to me, which does not it is priced and cannot be compared.

Only today, I can say with joy and serenity, that whatever may happen to me in the future, I will face it with a different spirit, with more serenity and courage and with less fear, because I DO NOT FEEL ALONE and what has been given to me is something really BIG. I live life in a deeper way; every single day is a gift. This year I returned to Medjugorje to the Youth Festival to THANK YOU. I am sure that, on the day of the exam, Maria was inside me and several people noticed it, making it explicit in words. Many people now tell me that I have a different light in my eyes ...

THANK'S MARIA

Source: Daniel Miot - www.guardacon.me