Thee Truth Revealed!

By Judith Sanson

Thee Truth Revealed!


You want to know the whole ugly truth!.......Read this Book!

This story will intrigue you! It will grasp you and show you an ugly truth! Who could figure that a handshake! Could show me the reality of what is really happening. This is a true story!
Because of the strange, bazaar, and evil situation. I journalised and documented the very true, strange happenings! Both I and my husband are under God's protection! Because of what had happened to both of us! We are now hearing the voice of the Living God speak to us! I was told I was the only one to survive! So I could write this book!
It was written under the protection of angel security! We are now at the end of age! If you want to find out, what is truly going on in the world of darkness. Read this book! And you will be in shock! As I was shock in the realization of the truth! The evil in this world is hidden! Evil is now getting more and more bold. As I and my husband found out. Are you ready to find out what this book is all about! Do you have the courage, to read it?

* About the author Judi Sanson! I didn't put a photograph in the back, because I was told not to. I didn't realize that the Living God would pick me to write this unusual book. To live such a traumatic experience. I and my husband now are serving the Living God! A few years ago I wrote- A Blossom From a Barnyard! My first book! About growing up on the farm.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 9, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483679747

Judith Sanson

About the author Judi Sanson! I didn’t put a photograph in the back, because I was told not to. I didn’t realize that the Living God would pick me to write this unusual book. To live such a traumatic experience. I and my husband now are serving the Living God! A few years ago I wrote- A Blossom From a Barnyard! My fi rst book! About growing up on the farm.

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THEE TRUTH

REVEALED!

JUDITH SANSON

Copyright © 2013 by Judith Sanson.

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Contents

Chapter 1 I became very ill!

Chapter 2 The fatal~handshake?

Chapter 3 Someday I could tell this to someone

2009!

January Another year I couldn’t explain!

February Oblivious to the unknown!

March The second chance! Un-masked the mirage!

April The determination!

May Inconceivable!

June Have you ever had an attached-encounter!

Seven! July Everyone’s patient!

Eight! August ~Breaking the Monotony~

Nine! September The narcosis decision!

Ten! October The Residue! – A day in court!

Eleven! November The Continuum!

Twelve! December He kept me captive in dreams!

2010

My diary of 2010

2011

Recognizing a scenario!

twenty-first introduction!

The circumstance became an illusion!

The parcel reality!

This scenario has stumbled a lot of Christian’s!

The Closet of Compromise!

Jesus Christ knew what happened!

This scenario is another experience!

Jesus Christ, knows what is happening!

Another scenario that failed!

This is how many it takes to make just scenario!

Explanation of: the world of darkness scenario!

The dark world scenario

2012

Thee Truth Revealed!

Jesus Christ, tells it all!

A peace of mind… .

The handshake that opened my eyes!

Chapter 1

I became very ill!

Spring 2008:

I’ve been working, at a shoe factory for 15 years, in Red Wing Mn. I’ve been sewing shoes, and keeping a perfect attendance, because I had to. In order to keep our little farm house, out in the country in Maiden Rock Wis. I need to deal with all the rig-a-ma row of my job. I was very unhappy working there.

At the same time I worked at a coffee shop in Maiden Rock, on my weekends.

At the plant I was learning a different job on a different line. This was a temporary position.

On that line the type of work was rough very jerky. Pulling the boot around to sew it. I started to feel pain in my stomach. Working two jobs may have been hard on my health. I would get extreme abdominal pain and bloating. My stomach hurt so badly I couldn’t stand up straight.

I need to see a physician. For some reason I couldn’t decide where to pick a doctor. I decided to pick a hospital in Rivers Falls Wisconsin. The hospital nearer to us had a few problems. I decided to go to a hospital further out of the way from our home.

Maybe they could fix this problem I have been having? I went to my first appointment March 27th 2008. At a clinic in Ellsworth Wisconsin. The diagnosis was a Ventral hernia. It would take surgery to repair it.

They scheduled me for an appointment on 4/3/2008. To see a physician at a hospital in River Falls.

We have two surgeons a Dr. Clay or Dr. Dahl! a lady replied, at the desk. Who did the most surgeries? I asked.

Dr. Clay who is very busy.

I need someone right away! I’m suffering a great deal of pain!

I’ll take Dr. Dahl! Is he a real good surgeon?

He is new, and is an excellent doctor! We’re so very pleased to have him on our staff!

I’ll pick him! I replied. My stomach started to hurt with more pain. As I stood in front of the desk.

I arrived at the appointment, to see the surgeon. I walked into a very dark, eerie waiting room. I was thinking its too dark in here. It made the hair on the back of my neck sorta stand on end. I had a bad feeling about this place. A door opened I was called in by a nurse. She took my blood pressure and weight. After my vitals a doctor, entered the examination room. He was slender, tall and bald. He looked very pale.

He looked like he was lacking, sun light. His eyes were light blue. He had me lay on the examination table. He took his two fingers and pushed hard onto my stomach. He felt around with his two fingers until they went into a hole in my abdomen.

Ouch! I jumped up from the pain.

I think you have a Ventral hernia! We need a cat scan!

Okay! She replied. So I followed her to a an ex-ray room. I laid on a flat surface and had a cat-scan. I returned to the exam room, and she had the ex-rays.

According to the cat-scan. You have a Ventral hernia!

They then gave me brochures and set up the appointment, for surgery.

I had endured agonizing pain it was unbearable.

Doing anything physical, became very difficult. Even taking a walk, or going to work.

I felt like I was going to explode.

In the clinic for seven days?

April 28 – Today was Monday. Tom and I arrived early at the hospital. I put on a surgical gown. They put an Iv into my right arm. We waited for a little while they took me in as soon as possible. They put me in a wheel chair, and brought me to an entrance with twin doors. They had me walk down a dark cold hallway. I turned left into a lite up room. The operating room. I laid down on a cold gurney with blue sheets on top of it. They put an oxygen mask over my face. They injected something into my Iv.

Your going to sleep now! replied a nurse. Now what happened next was something that Judi Sanson didn’t know about. This tale I’m about to tell you is something I didn’t even know about. This not Judi’s speculation but it is what a eyewitness told me later to what happened.

I was under anesthesia I didn’t know what happened. The doctor made sure I was under and was not going to wake up? I don’t remember a thing? When I woke up I was being lifted onto a small gurney. In the morgue? I thought it was a recovery room? This recovery room didn’t look like a recovery room. There were curtains for the walls. There was what looked like a big window. But it wasn’t it was florescent lights. It looked like the sun was shining.

Judi you have died! On the operating table. Okay? replied the doctor.

I had an oxygen mask on my face. I had an Iv in my arm. I had two drain tubes out of my stomach. Monitor patches and a catheter. They checked me very thoroughly as I laid there. My stomach was very swelled.

I had twelve small incisions, around my abdomen. As soon as I woke up. He explained he used a scope to do the surgery. They moved my gurney into a room.

It took about 4 hours long? exclaimed the doctor.

I stayed at this hospital for seven days. Tom came to get me and took me home.

What happened I don’t remember?

Summer 2008

Dear Doctor: 6/20/08

I’m calling Elizabeth, as soon as I can. In regards to my previous surgery.

5/28/08

I know that you are only human like anyone else. The hernia is kind of herniated, not as bad as the 1st time. But it does hurt. I felt the stitches break when I sneezed. A small lump developed on top of my belly button. It hurts me, when I walk or sit. But there is also a concern. I can feel something stabbing me from inside. It hit the inner wall. Causing me to wake up from a sleep. I can feel the object move inside of me. It’s very irritating I don’t want to go somewhere else. Did you accidentally drop a small suture needle, inside of me? Otherwise how can you explain that pricking? It feels sharp and it feels like a needle. I can feel it’s location. If you inserted a magnet, you could withdraw it. That is what I’m especially concerned about. Maybe, it could puncture my protruding intestine, or something?Because it moves down below the belt line, it would constantly stick me. If you deny helping me out?? I don’t want to go anywhere else. Please work with me in making to make surgery arrangements. Please contact me as soon as you can.

Thank you (I’m not angry! I just hurt that’s all!)

Judi Sanson

I waited a week, the doctor called me. He rescheduled me to go back in for another appointment. – 6/28/08 I got one in right away.

It’s a porthole hernia! It had come undone inside? replied the doctor?

He had rescheduled me, for another surgery. – 7/8/08.

Then it was time we went into the surgical waiting area. I put on the blue surgical gown. The nurse put in an Iv just like last time.

The doctor wants to know, if you could wait a little longer? asked the nurse.

That’s okay I had no particular plans? I replied. We waited from 9:00 am. to 1:15 pm. It seemed very strange to me to wait so long.

They took me, to get my operation done? They wheeled me to the end of the hallway again. I got up from the wheelchair and walked through some double doors. There they walked with me down this cold dark hallway. I turned right into a prepared operating room. I stepped up and sat, on a cold operating table. I was covered up in white blankets. I laid down they injected a shot into my Iv.

Please make sure I’m out before you operate on me? I asked. They assured me that they would make sure I was out before they did the operation?

When I woke up I actually felt better. I didn’t feel any pain like I felt before the operation. I was in a small recovery room? The lights from the wall looked like a sun shinning through a window. Nurses assisted me? The doctor? walked in.

Did you get that license plate of that truck? I think it was the same one that hit me last time? I replied. The nurses laughed. I think the doctor might have smiled?

I felt so much better than I did last. I wondered if he removed that sharp object? I complained about? I was told this particular operation lasted about 7 hours.

I was again brought into a hospital room. There I would spend another 8 days. I was feeling better. I couldn’t stand it being locked up any longer. The doctor had come in and checked on me. He explained what he had done. He said, he had to cut my lower abdomen. From the belly button down. It was a 6 inch cut. The porthole had come undone.

Somehow my intestine, had got caught in the porthole. Above my belly button. It in turn had dislocated my gall bladder? He had to make a big incision. And fix the gall bladder, repair the scope hole. He claimed he checked the upper mesh.

I’m so sorry, for ruining your belly button! he laughed.

It’s alright!

I think you should stay out of work for 8 weeks this time?

Good! I’ll remember you said that! I was thinking I could use more time off.

I was very tired I was feeling a lot better. It was a beautiful day. I felt locked up!

I had to wait for Tom to get out of work to pick me up. What I understand is the total days I stayed was 5 days. I felt a lot better this time.

I returned to the clinic to have my my staples removed. – 7/30/08.

My appointment was 1:00 pm. And I brought all the insurance paperwork.

The nurse had come in.

He’s not in today! Dr. Clay will remove your staples!

I waited awhile, for him to come into that room. I heard a light knock!

He opened the door. His height was about 5' 7" he had brown wavy hair. He grabbed my right hand and kept shaking it while he talked to me.

I heard so much about you!

Like what did you hear?

He called me up during the operation. He had a question on what to do about your gallbladder? He smiled with so much enthusiasm.

I climbed on the examination table. I laid on my back and he removed my staples.

I won’t have to worry. About the staples inside of my lower abdomen?

No, not the same metal! He smiled. He just stood in my face. He kept looking into my eyes with direct facial contact. I could estimate about 10 inches from each other? I was thinking that is odd, for such enthusiasm? I didn’t even know him.

I feel better! I replied.

Trever and I are old friends way back when? We went to school together! He replied. with so much enthusiasm. I was overwhelmed by his bursting enthusiasm. What did I do?

I will have the nurse fill out the paperwork as soon as possible! And she did! She filled out the paperwork, immediately.

How was your stay at the hospital?

It felt like I was treated very nicely? I wanted to stay another day? I couldn’t afford this hospital? He let go of my hand he stepped aside and opened the door for me. I left the clinic and was thinking what was that all about? On my way home I was trying to analyze everything?

I couldn’t believe what just happened? Why did I do to deserve, this special attention? What did Dr. Dahl really tell his protege Dr. Clay about me? That was very strange? He was in my face and constantly shaking my hand. Through the whole appointment? He stood less than an arms length away? He kept looking into my eyes. Not looking elsewhere? I felt drawn to him, somehow?

I couldn’t believe what just happened? I’ve never known a doctor could seem so un-professional? They both seemed so friendly here? Why were these two doctors so different, than any other doctor I’ve ever known? I found myself thinking about Dr. Clay. I felt different? I kept thinking about him? But why??

Looking at the situation. Dr. Clay acted as though he were going to kiss me. I felt awkward? Tom had arrived home from work. I told him about that really strange visit I had at the clinic.

That appointment sounds strange! I wonder what that was all about? Tom asked. I’ll ask Dr. Dahl when I go in for my last appointment. I’ll ask him what that was all about? I stayed home and was re-cooperating.

Chapter 2

The fatal~handshake?

What did I deserve to get such royal treatment. I received a phone call from the clinic. Asking if it would be okay if they could change the last appointment?

My original appointment was for 8/20/08 it was changed to 8/27/08 showed a full moon by this date. For some reason he had changed the appointment? That would be okay, with me. It was finally time for my last appointment. I walked into eerie waiting room I sat down. The appointment was at 1:45 pm.

Well how are you doing? I’m really glad to see you! said nurse.

I’m doing fine thank you! I couldn’t understand why her tone of enthusiasm. His nurse took my weight and height. She brought me into an examination room.

Dr. Dahl would be right with you! I sat on a chair next to a desk. After the nurse left there was a light knock on the door. The doctor come in he wore a blue shirt and a tie. Under his white coat. He took a chair and sat down. He seemed very happy to see me. I sat on the exam table. He told me to stand up. He seemed different for some reason.

How have, you been? Now his voice so warm and kind.

I’ve been really good! Thanks for asking! I smiled and thinking. What’s going on?

You look, really good! What did you do? His voice had affection.

I did parking lot duty at the county fair a couple of weekends ago! He sat in a chair he kept looking at me. His eyes seemed friendly.

I pulled my shirt up, to show him the healed incision. A big chunk of dead skin hung below my belly button use to be.

That’s disgusting! I replied. I made a face.

He gently picked off the dry skin without rubber gloves. And tossed it in to the garbage.

I’ve been very careful not to do anything. That will cause another hernia! I stood over him and observed his behavior. Odd??

Did you know you could, still get get another hernia?

How could I prevent from getting one?

You could lose some weight?

I don’t want to get another hernia. I recognized he had a tone of affection.

Did you enjoy the stay?

The service was really good.

That’s nice to hear.

You did say I could 8 weeks this time? He agreed!

So nice to see your doing really good? He stood up from his chair. He grabbed; my hand to shake it. But he never let go his grip tighten.

(He took the left hand. He grabbed the back of my hand! He held my wrist with his left hand. He took his right hand put his index finger pass my wrist. He slide it down to a tight hand grip. He gripped my hand very tightly.)

I observed the handshake. It surprised me. I have never experienced or felt this before. All I could do is stand there. Gripping hands with the doctor. He started walking me down the hallway. I felt a very strong surge of energy flow through my right hand. It felt like my heart had left me?

Half way down the hall I then realized that he was still gripping my hand. I tried to pull my hand away break his grip. We almost walked to the end of the hall. I pulled my hand really hard. I was able to remove my hand from his strong grip. I felt light headed, as I stood there in the. That was really weird? I stood there I shook my hand. I felt a couple of minutes of disorientation. I stood there my hanging mouth open.

What did he do to me? I didn’t see him look back. He walked straight ahead.

I looked around to see if anyone saw what happened? I saw no one in the dark eerie hallway. I felt so strange? I was emotionally drained and dazed! I put my hand on my chest. I remembered where I was? I couldn’t remember what I was suppose to do next?

I realized where I was? I slowly in the dark hallway. To the nurses desk to get my paperwork. I felt dazed I felt drained of energy. She gave me simple instructions. Where to go with the paperwork. I couldn’t focus, with simple instruction. She directed me to the payment desk. I couldn’t even find my way? I was still disorientated. When I finally found my way to the payment desk. I had to find my way out of the hospital?

I found my way outside. It was a beautiful sunny day. I found my way to my car. I drove home. I didn’t think he was very professional? I was not sure how I could explain this one to anybody? It was a very odd experience? Very odd experience?

I felt really different? I tried to figure it out? I felt invigorated. I walked around daydreaming and smiling. It was the most strangest thing that I ever experienced. I kept shaking my right hand up and down. I didn’t realize he did something to my heart?

My heart felt different. I kept putting my hand on my heart to feel it beating.

It felt lightly tingly. That night I went to bed. It was really hard to sleep. I kept feeling a tingling urge in my heart.

Unexplained – Urges & tingling

(8/27/08) – That evening I went to my bed. I snored loudly I slept in a separate bedroom. When I was resting I found it hard to sleep. I started feeling a urge and a tingling in my heart. It felt like it was growing in my heart.

(Urge – a force or impulse that urges, 2. to undertake the accomplishment with energy swiftness and enthusiasm.)

(Tingle – to cause such a sensation or thrilling sensation.)

I kept thinking about those doctor appointments. Over and over again. I couldn’t dismiss what had happened. It was so weird than I could fathom? Tom walked into the bedroom, and he kissed me on the lips.

Enjoy your day today! Tom replied. I got up real slowly. I felt like I had little energy. Last night I had a strange dream.

Today I’ll ride the horses. We have a colt I was breaking his name was Charlie. We had Quarter horses. I broke and raised from colts. They turned out to be real good horses. That morning I saddled up one of the horses. I went for a ride across the road in a huge field of grass and weeds.

As I rode I saw a wore down road in the field. It was made by vehicles. The tracks had come in from both directions. The tracks lead to the back by a pasture. The tracks parked by a rusty barb wire fence. It was a large pasture the wire surrounded. On the other side of that pasture were thick woods.

I rode the horse I tried my best to ignore my inner erupted feelings. I kept thinking about those doctors? It made me happy to think someone else in this world. Gave me attention other than my husband. I rode my horse out in the field. A airplane flew right over me and my horse very low. It looked like a large brush plane.

It had a long wingspan with squared wings. That’s the first time I saw a little jet plane fly that low since 911. But this plane, was strange because it must have flown 300 ft. over me. Just above the tree line. The plane circled around a bit as I rode out of the field. The plane flown off as I left the field.

Random Probability

*(Random – Relating to, having, or elements or events with definite probability of occurrence.) (Probability – Something as an event or circumstances / The circumstances of occurrences.

It happened to be Labor day weekend. It was early Friday morning, Tom left for a event. I again had trouble sleeping. I kept feeling urges in my heart.

I walked down, to the lower pasture. I could feel urges on my heart. They were getting much stronger. The feelings grew into wanting one of those doctors?

I was walking back up the field to go to the house. Those annoying urges kept getting stronger. I kept repeating to myself, out-loud as I walked. I want one of those doctors! But which one? I’ll take both of them. No! I should only take one! As I walked up the hill. I spoke louder and louder. My voice echoed. Those urges in my heart increased. These feelings were starting to take me over?

By the time I had reached the top of the hill. I felt short bursts of energy! My voice was louder. Than when I was at the bottom, of the hill. I was feeling really strange. It was like I was in a different dimension. I couldn’t dismiss how I felt.

I tried to put aside my thoughts. But my thoughts wouldn’t go away. My feelings of unsureness, was starting to take me over. The nights seemed very difficult and harder to sleep. Sunday had come and Tom was still at his event. I was home I felt really good but restless the next day. I started feeling a tingle in my heart again. I needed to walk.

I walked five miles that day. Day. Tom returned home that evening. Because, it was labor day on Monday.

September 3rd Labor day had arrived. Tom had a great idea.

Let’s fix that bathroom today! We tore everything up. So now we were going to replace, the toilet and the floor. I just had surgery. Tom was angry for no reason. He hit the wall beside my head with his fist. Tom never hit me he just came close.

I suppose if I hit you, you would call the cops!

Yes, I would! I just wanted him to ask me nicely. If he would just say Please! In turn I would do anything for him. We finally put that miserable bathroom together. The next day was Tuesday. I had started to do a walking routine. Those urges had went away and came back! Those urges were growing stronger.

I sat in a chair and read an article about the increase of suicides in doctors. I thought about the doctor being sad he seemed depressed?

September 15th I took a 13 mile walk. I decided to make Dr. Dahl a card. I hurried home from my walk. I ran upstairs I made a cute little Lady bug card. I wrote.

I wish I was an RN. So I could work with such nice doctors as Dr. Clay and Dr. Dahl. I thanked them for taking good care of me at the hospital?

I felt I couldn’t say enough to them in one letter.

September 16th. My eight weeks were done. I returned back at the factory.

September 18th, 2008. I heard no response from that card I sent. Those urges were slowly getting stronger. More often a day than before. My mind that once was strong. I felt was weakening toward feeling of those urges. Those urges were randomly leading into something? Like what? They were leading into what? I want to know?

Telepathy?

September 18th – That evening I returned to work at the factory. I would sit and sew collars on the shoes. I was thinking about the strange and ridiculous events which occurred to me. I sat there trying to make sense about everything since August 27th.

All I could do is think about the doctors?

So I am working right along. Sitting and thinking on the situation. I sat there in deep thought. I focused more on my work. I started to hear someone speak to me.

I looked at the clock it was 9:00 pm. I looked at my co-worker. She did the job after my job.

Did you say something? I asked. She gave me a look?

NO! she replied.

Someone was interrupting my thoughts. I continued sewing the collars on the shoes. Minding my own business. I wondered where that voice came from. I didn’t hear any one talk to me. It wasn’t in my ears? It sounds like it was coming from inside of my head. I wore earplugs.

How many kids in your family? a voice asked. I thought to myself

Nah! I replied. I continued sewing. I can’t figure out where that voice is coming from.

How many brothers and sisters are in your family? a voice asked again. I was trying to fight this bazaar consequence. Those heart urges seem to coincide with the voice. I couldn’t fight with everything at the same time. Those questions and those urges were so annoying. The questions continued.

Oh, I have five sisters and brothers. Three sisters, and two younger brothers! I replied, in a whisper. I didn’t want anyone to see me talk to my machine.

What do they do for a living? It was a man’s voice.

Who are you? I asked. I was thinking how bazaar. Those urges,increased.

What do they do? a male voice asked.

"OKAY! My oldest sister is in the Military. My second to the oldest sister is working at a casino, as a security guard. There is another sister she worked at the Casino. My one brother works at a canning company.

My youngest brother lives in Texas." I replied.

WHY! Who want’s to know? I asked the strange voice. I looked around hoping no one was watching at me. That evening at work I didn’t hear any more.

Those heart-urges grew more and more intense. They just wouldn’t let up.

September 20th – It was such a beautiful day, a great day for a walk. So I put my walking gear on. napkins, water jug, radio and ear phones. Stuff in case of an emergency.

I need to build up endurance to perform better at my job. I took a walking stick and proceeded. I thought about the route to take. I had several different routes, that represented different miles. Many hills to climb. I was about one third of the walk and than I heard that voice again.

How, are you today? asked, the mans voice.

I guess, I am fine? I replied. I shook my head, with disbelief.

Who are you? I asked.

I will tell, you later! I walked on a country road. I enjoyed the scenery.

I saw two eagles sitting by a brook. A little kangaroo mouse hop across the road. I walked a good moderate pace.

Are you enjoying your day? the voice asked.

Yep! I’ am! I talked out-loud, as I looked around and I was by myself.

So what are you, up to today? I asked.

Well, I had gotten a lot of work done today. Now I’ am talking to you! he replied.

Why do you want to talk to me? By the way who are you? I asked.

If you must know, I ’am Trever Dahl! he answered.

Trever, who the doctor? I asked I was puzzled.

I ’am Trever! The man who did your operation! he replied.

NO! Way!! Why would you talk to me?" I asked.

Just because! he answered.

Well then Trever! What are you up to? Better yet! What planet are you from? I asked, smiling.

What do you mean? he asked.

I’m just joking with you Trever! I replied laughing out-loud.

Tell me Judith. Why do you walk so far? he asked.

I walked 15 miles today! That took me about 3 hours?

I tiredly went up the rough driveway.

It’s such a beautiful day! I love it out here! Temp in the 60’s! It was so beautiful I don’t want to go back in the house. I replied. I went and opened the screen door, and went into the house. That was the way that day went. It was really bazaar to me.

Dear Dr. Trever: 9/22/08

Thank – you very much for doing a wonderful job on my hernia, surgery. I’ am feeling much better. Such wonderful doctors like you deserve a Thank-you. It makes me wish I’d become a RN so I could work side by side with you. Dr. Dahl I’ am offering you free horse back riding lessons. I just wanted to specially say Thank-you.

Sincerely

Judith Sanson (phone number)

That night I put this letter into the mail box. I addressed it to a hospital in River Falls. I couldn’t exactly understand how I was feeling. I needed to write another letter. Those heart-urges. Felt like they were growing stronger. Those urges made me want Trever. I don’t know where those feelings came from?

Why did he do this to me? I can’t understand any of it. I held my chest and lower stomach. I felt such a strong feeling. I feared it would drive me to do things. I would never do on my own. I was afraid that I was I losing control? Those urges never subsided. It went on all the time.

All I could think about is Trever. I had problems eating and sleeping. I would go to bed and just lie there with my eyes open. Why didn’t he pick someone else? That next morning I got up and took another walk. I was all by myself and could see no one.

What kind of surgeries do you like to do?

The surgeries I like to do is cardiac and general surgery.

What college did you go to?

The University of Minnesota!

Where did you do your residence at?

The University of Minnesota!

I ’am so happy? I don’t need to use the telephone?

Tell me about yourself Judith. What did you do?

What would you like to know?

"Tell me about yourself?

I came from a small town. I’am married!

Where are you at? He asked.

I think that was 5 miles, today.

After the walk I felt again urged to send another letter.

I knew I better not write another letter. I couldn’t stop I wrote another letter.

Dear Trever: 9/27/08

I ’am sorry to bother you. But I can’t help it. You have pressed my buttons in such a way. I wish my mesh would reject or for another hernia to happen. Just so I could just see you one more time. I want to know who you really are? I want to know everything about you. Your touch, and warm kind voice. I simply melted, at the last visit. When you held my hand and wouldn’t let go. I saw others around so I panicked. And pulled my hand from yours. I wish I have never done that. Because I had shortened the moment even more. At that time it it seemed like time stood still. I have never felt that before with any one ever. Tell me to go away, tell me you don’t want to hear from me ever again.

This letter was the beginning of a chain of letters. I was losing my control. I was trying to stop but I couldn’t find the satisfaction of writing letters.

It left me incomplete I needed to hear from him. I didn’t want to stop unless he told me he was going to respond back to me. All he had to do is write me and tell me to stop. I wanted to hear that from him.

Jesus Christ, says that this isn’t the first time this has happened. They blame this on an disorientated person. But in actuality it was caused by the doctors. Trying to get attention from someone. They weren’t the only ones who wanted the attention of Judi Sanson. There were many others who did what they could to get her attention. She wasn’t aware of anything that was going on. She thought she had no control of the letter writing. All she would have to do is call upon Jesus Christ. Now why didn’t Judi Sanson do that? Because she was under a hypnotic suggestion. They gave her when she was in the hospital?

Chapter 3

Someday I could tell this to someone

September 28:

That was the day my husband had returned from a WW. II event. He had spent a three day weekend one of our sons. Before Tom left for his event he kissed me and told me that he loved me.

Make sure you get some work done, while I’m gone! Tom replied. I was at home dealing with urges and mixed feelings. Because of dealing with very extreme feelings. I couldn’t handle being married to my husband. Since my husband was the one I could see. I didn’t know how to eliminate the problem I couldn’t see. I could not handle all of it at one time. I needed some sort of release. And Tom was the easiest one.

I thought of a divorce. I did love my husband Tom. I had to come up with a reason. I made up a reason. To relieve some of the burden. Whatever had caused me to suffer! Now I had to push the one I did love away. I did it to protect his life from the enemy I could not see.

I felt as if Trever was there with me? Even though I couldn’t see him there in person? I have had a feeling that someone?! Was watching television!!! with me. That three day weekend I had time to think about my life. For some reason I decided it was time for a change. I had to look at different options I chose the easiest one.

I wanted someone to love me. And not to order me around the house. It’s time to get a change around here. They had come home. Three days had gone by really, really fast. Tom come home happy from his great trip. It was late Sunday evening.

When Tom was gone, I’ve been walking everyday that weekend. It was the only way I could get rid of a strong urge. I was sitting in a black chair right by a picture window. I felt such a strong feeling. Tom walked into the living room. He looked at me and was smiling.

He looked at me I felt anger weld up in side of me. I’ am not an angry person. But whatever had happened. It caused me to hate my husband. Those strong urges drove me to find some relief somehow. I felt such anguish. I couldn’t stand to see my husband any longer. I couldn’t deal with Tom any longer. I needed to get away from Tom.

Did you had a good time? I asked.

It was a real fun time! Tom replied, with a big smile.

I’ve been thinking things over!

Like what have you been thinking over? With a surprised expression.

I-want-a-divorce! I replied in a angry tone. I sat there with my arms crossed.

I looked at him very seriously not blinking an eye. I glared at him.

A – DIVORCE? he replied.

Remember all those times you always threatened me with divorce? I replied.

That was because I wanted you to clean up the house! He replied.

And it was mean and cruel! You have a bad temple! You scare me! I can’t take it any longer! I hollered back at him. I felt like I was under pressure.

Tom picked up a small ottoman raising it over his head. He was ready to throw it at me. I sat on the chair with my eyes closed. I was waiting for the pain of the flung ottoman. Instead it was like someone was holding him back. He tried to toss it again. With his arms straight up holding the ottoman he awkwardly set it down. It was like someone made him put it down. Tom and I finally had a discussion. That evening I wrote another letter. I felt frustrated, to write another letter.

Dear Trever: 9/28/08

I have told my husband I wanted a divorce. That living with him made me contemplate suicide. He had felt bad, that I have ever thought of such a thing. I actually was feeling free of his behavior. He decided that I was the cause of all our problems. If you don’t make an effort to contact me. I will be sad of your disinterest. Trever if you don’t make that effort, all could be lost. I may have to give you up. I can’t keep on doing this. This time it is your turn to make an effort, okay? I don’t want you to take away, that something we almost had. Even though I want you Trever. That is entirely up to you. Or I will discontinue to write to you. So Please call me. ( phone number) or (email address)

PLEASE! Or Good Bye!

Sincerely

Judith

Something’s never changed

That evening September 30 I felt the urge to write another letter. Those urges were increasing so hard to conceive. I was driven to write another letter. I felt pressure relieve from my heart every time I wrote a letter. I couldn’t stand the extreme pressure of it any longer. October 1 – I felt I had to write a more detailed letter. I needed to let him know how I really felt in my heart.

Dearest Trever: 10/01/08

I know what I said in the last letter. About not writing anymore. But let me assist you in other ways to contact me. I’m afraid I’ve got it bad. My emotions run so very deep. It is one of those things thought to be a phenomenon. I really didn’t believe that something like this could ever happen. That a stolen heart could take a day. Make the rest of the world seem unimportant. It’s like a time warp. Everything around you is in motion. But you remain at the same speed. Deep in a very deep thought. The heart has control of you like a strong vise. It has over rides