When I was once in Kiryat Sanz in Netanya, I met one of the Chassidim named Rabbi Yischar Dov Rosenberg, and I saw a unique light in him, and from what they told me about him, I understood that he was a Jew who gave his soul to spiritual things, and did kindness to the community in an extraordinary way. And when he himself told me what he had gone through, I understood why he was working so hard to ascend and ascend. From the wonderful story that he told, we can also learn that a Jew who is endowed with true faith in the Sages will see miracles and wonders and will merit truly great things.
The doctors refused to take responsibility.
On the evening of Shabbat in Parashat Tetzvah, the eve of the 14th of Adar 1576, Rabbi Rosenberg fell into the shaft of an elevator at a depth of 7 meters. I was badly injured, he says, and the doctors at the hospital didn't greet me with good news...On the X-ray, I was diagnosed with a fracture in the vertebra in my spine, and both my feet were crushed. The doctors recommended, listen well, to tie me to the bed with a rope for a period of between 9 months and a full year. No more and no less. And this is so that the broken vertebra does not put pressure on the spinal cord. After I have been tied to the bed for the entire period, I will have to undergo spinal surgery to connect the vertebrae to the neighboring vertebrae. I will also have to undergo surgery on my legs. The medical expectation was that even if I came out of these surgeries safely, I would remain severely disabled for the rest of my life.
Rabbi Rosenberg relates: Since I had never taken any action without first consulting my teacher and Rebbe, the Rebbe of Klausenburg zt"l, the author of the Shefa Chaim, I sent the X-ray to the Rebbe to examine it. And now, the messenger comes back to me, breathing and exhaling, all excited, and says that the Rebbe said that the doctors' diagnosis that it was a vertebral fracture was a mistake! In addition, the Rebbe ordered that I be transferred to another hospital, where they specialize in joint fracture medicine. The doctors, upon hearing the Rebbe's instruction regarding the transfer to another hospital, refused to take responsibility for this action, saying that I must not be moved, and that any movement that is now made in the injured organs can completely paralyze me for life.
Clarification of the Law of the Animal
I sent the doctors' words to the Rebbe again, but the Shefa Chaim said that he took the matter under his responsibility. Therefore, when the hospital demanded that I sign my consent to the transfer, I signed without any doubt. "If the Rebbe took responsibility, why should I be afraid? A righteous person decrees and the Holy One, blessed be He, fulfills," I said to myself, and to those around me. Indeed, the transfer went very smoothly, and no problem arose. At the second hospital, the damaged organs were photographed again, and here are miraculous miracles. In the current X-ray, it was diagnosed that the fracture was not so severe that it required being tied to the bed. The vertebra did not break at all, and all in all, it was compressed a little and did not press on the spinal cord. This news almost "woke" Rabbi Issachar-Dov out of his place...In the meantime, the Rebbe went down to immerse himself in the mikveh and then sat down to inquire about the law of an animal that was injured in its spine, in a similar case that happened to the Chassid. Throughout the night, the Rebbe sat and conducted halakhic negotiations, at the end of which he koshered the animal. All of this is to "kosher" the spine and vertebrae of R. Yissachar Dov, for treifa is not alive...After a week I was discharged from the hospital, and although I was still confined to a wheelchair, thank God I didn't have to be tied to bed for such a long time.
"You were already in the world of truth"
Another three weeks passed, and at the Purim meal I insisted on coming to the Rebbe's table at the Purim meal. When I approached him and bent down from my wheelchair to greet him and kiss his holy hands, he turned to me with a smile and said with a cheerful face: 'After Purim you can already walk on your feet.' After the meal, I was brought into the sanctuary, and then the Rebbe said to me: 'You should know that you were already in the world of truth, and we brought you back from there, and you are just like a child who was born!' Since the faith of the righteous pulsated strongly in me, I got up the next morning and stepped on my feet, but I immediately fell to the ground, because I was not yet able to stand on my feet without support. I went back to bed, and repeated to myself over and over again his holy words that after Purim I would be able to walk on my feet, and after another hour, I got out of bed again, and this time I carefully stepped on both legs, with most of the weight still resting on my supporting hands, and leaning against the bedside table. Another hour passed, and I tried again, and now I was able to stand alone for a few seconds. And so, every hour I stood up, prolonging the standing time, until by the end of the day I was able to walk on my own almost without support. A few weeks later, I didn't feel any pain at all, and I walked like a human being.
When I heard the man's story, I understood the meaning of his tireless devotion to everything in holiness, and I also saw the faith of the Sages in its purity.
