I was becoming discouraged because when I worked to heal my hand, I noticed greatimprovement within 24 hours, and complete healing within three days. Now, several weeks later, Icould not see any change in my dog's condition. I asked myself: Did spiritual healing really work, or not?If it worked, why wasn't I seeing a healing in my dog?Am I doing something wrong?Maybe I didn't do it long enough - or often enough?Should I try another technique?What should I do next? I felt trapped, despaired, and discouraged. Trapped because I didn't know what to do next, anddespaired and discouraged because the veterinarians couldn't help her, prayer didn't heal her, andnow, what if the spiritual healing technique didn't help either? Was I trapped with no way left tohelp her? Was she doomed to being a cripple for the rest of her life? Because I didn't know what to do next, I decided to stick with the spiritual healing a little longer. Ialso combined my daily spiritual healing work with prayer, and did everything I could think of tohelp her even though the veterinarians said any efforts on my part would be in vain. I rubbed her leg with alcohol and massaged it daily. In between the alcohol rubs, I appliedexpensive emu preparations to her entire leg, and gently exercised her leg muscles manuallytrying to bring life into them and slow up and/or get rid of the atrophy. Intermittently I also rubbedher leg with Ben Gay or Aspercreme hoping the different products might help her leg to heal. And,I continued to faithfully do my spiritual healing work for the healing of her leg. I also told God that Iwas not going to give up on her, I expected a healing and would work to realize it. In addition to all of the above, I also had to work hard, very very hard, to maintain a positiveattitude and fight growing discouragement, despair, and negative thoughts about her becominghealed. Every time the thought or idea came to me that she would not be healed/could not behealed, that I was foolish to think that spiritual healing or anything could help her, I deliberatelyreplaced those negative thoughts with positive ones telling myself that she could be healed, shewould be healed, and I forced myself to visualize a picture of her as being healed. I worked hard tomentally create pictures in my mind of her running like the wind, barking at squirrels and bunniesand butterflies as she chased them like she used to before her leg became injured One day when we were out walking, I was doing my spiritual work for her leg as usual and as Iwas finishing up, I looked again at my dog limping along with her atrophying leg hanging from herbody like a dead thing. I shouted to her leg (yes, to her leg) "Why aren't you healing?"And then Ishouted to God and to the heavens, "Why aren't you healing her? God, please let her walk!"And inthe instant of me crying out, with tears streaming down my face, it seemed as if the world stoodstill. I "felt"a heavy silence in the air. My dog's eyes were locked on me in a strange way, and therewas a strange expression in her eyes. As I looked steadily at her wondering what her expressioncould mean, my dog moved her dead lifeless leg that hung from her shoulder, and put it on theground. As I watched, she took one unsteady step on it, then another, then another. It had beenmonths since she moved that leg, and now she was walking on it? I could hardly believe my eyesto see this, but yes - she was walking! Hurray!