This is the story I am asked about most often. How did my father survive? Today I will tell you everything I can share.
The Phone Call
I was twenty, living in Benin. My father had been in a devastating car accident. Multiple fractures. Internal injuries. His spirit was slipping. I packed a bag of herbs and crossed back into Ghana.
What I Saw
His body was present, but his spirit was negotiating its departure. His spirit was being pulled away by the shock and spiritual debris of the accident.
The Herbs
For bones: African mahogany bark poultice with dayflower. For internal injuries: Cryptolepis sanguinolenta — "nibima." For the spirit: Raw frankincense burned at his bedside. The nurses complained. I did not stop.
The Turning Point
In the second week, he looked at me with clear eyes and said: "I am hungry." I wept. His recovery accelerated. Bones mended faster than doctors could explain.
My father lives with me today in Assin Otabi. If you or someone you love is facing a health crisis — reach out.