In the spring of 2009, I was struck by a car as a pedestrian. After the collision I flew about 20 feet before slamming into the asphalt. (I don't remember any of it; these accounts are from other witnesses.) There was a lot of blood. The driver of the van told police I came out of nowhere and that he slammed on the brakes but couldn't avoid hitting me. Police report says the van was likely traveling about 40mph from the looks of the brake marks. I nearly died and was in a coma on life support for 3 weeks before coming to. I had head trauma, a shattered pelvis, torn ligaments in my knees, and numerous other cuts and bruises. I couldn't walk nor talk. I couldn't even eat or drink as the trauma knocked out my ability to swallow. I had a catheter stuck in my belly and tubes down my throat. The doctor said full recovery would take more than one year. By the Grace of God I walked out of the hospital less than three months later. Praise God I did not deserve such a gift.
somerbunni703 somerbunni703
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1 Response Aug 20, 2014

I just don't understand why people believe there is a god, especially after something like that. I just don't get it. Never have.

It's all about perspective, I'd say. For me, I understood this as a way of God getting my attention. It took something like this for Him to get through to me. You see I was on this path of self destruction. I was drinking myself to death, drowning in self pity and misery with no regard for my own life. When this happened I should have died. When I realized what happened and the fact that I should be dead, suddenly I was grateful. Grateful that I was alive and that God had given me a "do over." Since then I've changed. I'm a better, happier person. I know that I did nothing in life to deserve another shot, especially when so many others die in this type of accident or any accident for that matter. I promise- there is a God, our God- wether you believe or not.