Charcoal Corridor
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I have always had a strong faith in God; however, I wouldn't consider myself to be "religious." Recently, I underwent a two and half to three hour operation of on my spine. Before the surgery, I prayed and asked God to guide the surgeon's hands and to give me a sense of calm. I went into the surgery with a total confidence that the outcome would be positive. The only "hitch" during the procedure was that the medical staff had difficulty in bringing me out unconsciousness, the anesthesia. As a result, it took two and a half hours rather than thirty minutes to an hour to rouse me into consciousness.
My first unusual experience happened when I was an infant. The stroller that I was in got away from my aunt and uncle; it rolled down a large hill into the middle of a busy intersection. Second, I was under my grandmother’s dining room table licking a razor and split my tongue. All I remember was my grandfather praying over me and I was fine. Third, I was about four. My father, sister, or mother didn’t keep a close enough eye on me at the time. I drank kerosene. The incubator that I was in wasn’t working. Just so happened a nurse came by and saw I was blue. Then came the fourth experience.
My injuries took place on an apple ranch in Washington. I went to the ranch house for help and tried not to fall down. The boss was my half brother. His son was just stepping out of the house door when I had asked him to please get his dad and tell him that I had a farm tractor wreck.
