When the Doctor said survival was only 5%, the ground beneath me disappeared.

Words like critical, high risk and low survival rate echoed louder than hope. In the silence of the
hospital corridor, when fear tried to take control,
prayer become my only strength.

This book is a true testimony written from the ICU room
a story of trembling of faith, whispered Psalms,
and the mercy of God in the middle of medical emergencies.
If you have ever: waited outside an operating room
faced a diagnosis that shattered you
cried in a hospital hallway
or search for a Psalm to hold onto
this testimony is for you,
Because sometimes survival is not a promised - but
mercy still meets us in the corridor.