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Dec. 26, 2015: The day the Lord brought me back to life
Barry Wilkes
F. Barry Wilkes
My friends, On Saturday, the day after Christmas (Dec. 26, 2015), I went to my farm on Colonel’s Island to try out some new farm equipment and to play with some of the “toys” that I received from family as Christmas presents. I was hooking up a rotary tiller to my tractor when I suddenly became short of breath and started sweating profusely. I logically attributed both conditions to a respiratory problem that began In October and which still lingered (particularly since my longtime cardiologist had told me “it’s not your heart” after I had a sonogram and other medical examinations of my heart and because a reputable respiratory specialist later concluded after further tests that the issue was most likely a respiratory infection, for which I underwent more than a month of treatment).
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