💔💔💔💔How a Granite Pot Almost Cost Me My Life
For the past five months, I have been in and out of the hospital. Every visit came with different test results, different explanations, and no clear answers. It was exhausting and terrifying.
I became a shadow of myself.
I would wake up in the middle of the night crying and praying, begging God to spare my life. I fasted constantly. I cried almost every day. I felt like I was slowly dying inside, even though I couldn’t explain exactly what was wrong.
My body began to change. I noticed excess fat all over, and I assumed I was simply gaining weight. But deep down, I knew something wasn’t right. I was weak. I collapsed several times. I kept taking different treatments, hoping something would work but nothing truly changed.
Then last week, my aunt came to visit. She noticed the pot I was using and asked, “I hope you’re not using that pot for your customers?”
I told her no because the pots were small, so I only used them for personal cooking at home.
She immediately told me to stop using them and to observe my body for a month.
I wasn’t fully convinced, but I listened.
Since the day I stopped using that pot, I have felt a difference. The weakness reduced. I stopped collapsing. I began to regain my strength. I started feeling like myself again.
It was that serious.
Now, I’m committed to taking my medications consistently and giving my body the care it deserves so I can fully recover.
This experience humbled me. It reminded me how fragile life is, and how sometimes, the smallest things can silently affect us in the biggest ways.
God truly saved me.
☠️💀Using certain types of pots for cooking can send you to an early grave…
I’m a living testimony.