Leandi Borgheresi

The first photo is my dad pretending to sleep in my Lazy Susan. The second photo is literally my first sip of juice after a month. One thing that I hated the most during my time in ICU was having the ventilator down my throat to help me breathe. This was for several reasons. Firstly, with the ventilator in I could not talk so anything I communicate took a lot of strength which I did not have. Secondly, I could not drink or eat anything and felt thirsty constantly; yet when I dreamt of eating anything(which was often), I would wake up feeling very nauseous . This and nightmares made me scared of sleeping even though it was what I did most of the time. Thirdly, the nurses had to suction me a few times a day to remove all the flem from the tube and my lungs. This was especially horrible after they discovered the sepsis, because my abdomen had to be kept upon as they had to clean my abdomen every other day and could obviously not cut me open every other day and close me up again. So w

Today I thought about it again after watching my brother's statement of faith :http://www.vimeo.com/13724774, and I thought how could I, after I know with confidence and can say with certainty "Jesus reigns", how could I not tell others who do not know Him? I know Jesus lives because He is the One who saved me, not only in Spirit and eternally but He saved me in hospital when the doctors gave me 48 hours to live.They said all my organs would fail and I would die as they had discovered the ruptured intestine only days later and even if they knew straight after it happened, my chances of survival would be very slim. If after an experience where at one point I felt so alone and at another time thought that I would for certain not make it through the night because of lack of oxygen, and another instance God said to me in a dream He will "work all things for the good for those who love Him", how after all that can I not say that there is only one true God. There

This is what I feel like now, but, perhaps not in the best sense of the song: When my soul has cried its tears And my heart begins to faint Will You draw near Will You meet with me When my days are filled with longing And my spirit groans and waits Will You draw near Will You meet with me I'm calling and waiting Your presence Lord is life to me Breathe on me now as I bow down I'm desperate Lord for more of You Come satisfy until I Am even more in need of You When my dreams have been forgotten And my hope begins to fade Will You draw near Will You meet with me When my days are filled with searching And my strength has given way Will You draw near Will You meet with me Song by Kathryn Scott

One thing I remember clearly was that I felt very swollen and bloated. When I saw my stomach, I almost felt like I looked pregnant so big was it. The doctor said it was because I was retaining fluid and that he guessed I had about 20 litres of fluid that had to be "drained". My hands and feet were so dried out that the skin was peeling even after my mom and aunt would massage them with cream often twice a day. I also remember that when the doctor asked where I had pain, I would only say my stomach. By this time my right arm, which had fractured, had healed after a pin had been put in. I had no strength to move myself not even sit up or turn on my side. Only 6 weeks after the plate had been put in my pelvis was I allowed to start attempt walking, which would only be in January. On the eve of 13 Dec I had the first experience where I literally thought I was going to die. I had a dream and in the dream I was eating. Because in hospital I was constantly told that I am not allowe

On the day I arrived at Joburg Gen, Danielle, one of my best friends and flatmate, came to visit me. She had brought me a scripture that she had written out for me to put on my wall so that I can read it anytime. However due to my bad eye sight and at that time I wasnt using my classes yet, my mom had to read it for me. SO we would often declare the Scripture before my mom left at night. It also helped me as I often had nightmares and dreams where I felt completely alone. The scripture was Psalm 91: Those who live in the Shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. This I declare about the Lodr; He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God and I trust Him. For He will rescue you from every trap and protect you from deadly disease. He will cover you with His feathers. He will shelter you with His wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection. Do not be afraid of the terrors of the night, nor the arrow that flies in the day. do not dread

To continue my hospital story... I dont remember getting to Sandton hospital or most of the time I was there. My mom had arrived in SA and at the hospital at about the same time that the ambulance did with me. She had taken the first Emirates flight from Bahrain to SA when she had heard the news. Becuase the doctors gave me so much morphine and sedated me for most of my stay at Sandton hospital, I dont remember much of it except for flashes of moments. I arrived at Sandton on the night of the 28th of November and would stay there till 10 December. All the time while I was at Sandton I was very confused as to which country I was actually in. I thought that I was in Kenya as it was half way between Dubai and South-Africa; however, thinking about it now that does not make sense. I also don't remember my parents being with me. One day which I distinctly remember from Sandton was the day that 2 elders from my church, 3CI, came to visit me and pray for me; they also bought me a fan as I

It all started when I decided to go to Drakensberg Mountains with a bunch of friends for the weekend to Kerry's parents' time-share cabin. I did not initially think that I will be able to go, until I got my Stats mark back and saw I had passed and therefore wouldn't have to write the re-exam. So I decided I would drive down with Matt and Jess who were leaving Friday afternoon rather than with the rest who were leaving with my friend and flatmate Danielle later that evening. It was a last minute decision to go as I had missed the last time everyone went, because I was in Dubai. Everybody who came back from the last trip raved about it soo much that I was really keen to go. Naturally I fell asleep on the way as I do in anything that lasts a long time, like movies and car-rides. I vaguely remember the car ride. Sune had dropped me off in front of Jasmyn ladies res just after 2pm where i met up with Matt and Jess. I decided to get in the back as I knew that I'd prob