The mark of the cross, and the wound on her right side, were often to be seen as before, but not at any stated times.

On certain days she always had the most painful sensations around her head, as though a crown of thorns were being pressed upon it.

On these occasions she could not lean her head against anything, nor even rest it on her hand, but had to remain for long hours, sometimes even for whole nights, sitting up in her bed, supported by cushions, whilst her pallid face, and the irrepressible groans of pain which escaped her, made her like an awful living representation of suffering.

After she had been in this state, blood invariably flowed more or less copiously from around her head.
Sometimes her head-dress only was soaked with it, but sometimes the blood would flow down her face and neck.

On Good Friday, April 19th, 1819, all her wounds re-opened and bled, and closed again on the following days.