The Michael Lang Letters
PRAISED BE JESUS CHRIST!
sickness in the hospital was contagious that no one was allowed to
Should a friend or relative come they could peak to me only through the
the outside. The whole hospital was quarantined. As food I could have
milk I wished and jello for breakfast. For dinner broth just a little
the evening tea but no bread. I was growing weaker and weaker and the
in the mouth had loosened my teeth. They called it "Jinko" disease. The
doctors came every morning and took a blood test and my arms and legs
covered with lumps where the injections had been made. So one morning
doctor came again I Cried and asked it they had not taken enough blood.
never came again. My fever was high and many time I was delirious. The
diagnosis was typhus in its various stages. I went through all of them.
so weak that I could not walk alone. But one thing I must say that in
trials and trouble I never forget to pray. Many a
time I thought I would never see my friends and dear ones again. But my
greatest worry was that there was no Catholic priest and since 1914 I
the opportunity to go to confession and this was 1917, 3years. I
to give me the grace to get home so that once again I could receive the
but I also added "Lord Thy Will be Done". After about 2 months I
began to recover and was able to walk alone when the doctor sent me to
sanatorium where I spent a month. After this I was sent to the clinic
was examined by the doctors and they decided to send me home for a
you imagine my joy! I was still very weak but the pleasure of being
home again seeing
my dear ones father and mother and the dear old grandmother buoyed me
My 3 brothers
were also in war, my brother Jacob was in prison and the other 2 were
so I could not have the pleasure of seeing them.