When you are shot multiple times, every bullet that hits you creates a wound (man-down). At that moment, there are two options that take place. Either you are escorted by the ambulance or escorted by the coroner. In this case, it was the ambulance, yet your adrenaline is pumping against the race of time. You are in and out of consciousness, seeing light and dark, and you go from bed to table. Surgery begins as I begin to (beep, beep, beeeeeep) flat line. The nurse begins to read my stats (rejection, perversion, pride, and rebellion). "She is losing a lot of blood She needs a transfusion of the blood of Jesus Apply the defibrillator " (1,2,3, clear) "Nurse, hand me the scalpel and the prongs I have to remove these bullets of anger, bitterness, unforgiveness, shame, and condemnation.""Vitals are stable, doctor We need the cleansing of the Holy Spirit for the wounds.""Wash her with purification. Nurse, needle, and thread, please " (Stitch, stitch, and knot), seal and heal with the Love of God. "Nurse, stats ""Patient is stable; bullets are removed, wounds are washed, sealed, and healed."Anesthesia wears off (the residue), and the operation was a success (revelation). Recovery is rewarding (freedom). Amen