Question: how is it possible to hurt this much after almost breaking your neck?
Reason for question: I almost broke my neck last night.
Story behind question: Well I was tubing (on an ice/snow tubing hill) I hit a jump weird somehow and ended up with my feet way too far over my head riding on my face/neck for about 3 feet. doesn't sound like that big of a deal, but I legitly thought I was dead for about 4 seconds... then the pain set in and I heard people around me. Ian: "Are you ok!?!?" Some other male: *to the people at the top* "Hold up! We've got an injury!". I couldn't breath... not a breath. but somehow I said "I'm ok" got up, walked over to a bench (which was made out of skis, awesome!) and I couldn't breathe for about 45 seconds. I think there were some tears on my face out of pure pain but they were gone quickly... even though everything still hurt like a... um... it hurt. I don't know just why I didn't die... from the locations of the scrapes I don't know how my head's still on. Everyone thought I was dead... no joke.
But, I lived, and everything is still the same as it was. Few people notice/care about my pain, and few people have said that they're glad I survived...
Reason I'm alive: (well obviously Jesus) Before I left the room to go tubing I told my girls (jokingly) to pray for me, "that I didn't die"... I found out later that they actually did. I really and truly think that's the only reason my neck and/or back isn't broken. I half regret asking for that prayer... half, because if I'd died... I would be in heaven right now, out of all pain.
Theory: I guess for some bizarre reason God still wants me on this planet. We will have to see why.
Reason for question: I almost broke my neck last night.
Story behind question: Well I was tubing (on an ice/snow tubing hill) I hit a jump weird somehow and ended up with my feet way too far over my head riding on my face/neck for about 3 feet. doesn't sound like that big of a deal, but I legitly thought I was dead for about 4 seconds... then the pain set in and I heard people around me. Ian: "Are you ok!?!?" Some other male: *to the people at the top* "Hold up! We've got an injury!". I couldn't breath... not a breath. but somehow I said "I'm ok" got up, walked over to a bench (which was made out of skis, awesome!) and I couldn't breathe for about 45 seconds. I think there were some tears on my face out of pure pain but they were gone quickly... even though everything still hurt like a... um... it hurt. I don't know just why I didn't die... from the locations of the scrapes I don't know how my head's still on. Everyone thought I was dead... no joke.
But, I lived, and everything is still the same as it was. Few people notice/care about my pain, and few people have said that they're glad I survived...
Reason I'm alive: (well obviously Jesus) Before I left the room to go tubing I told my girls (jokingly) to pray for me, "that I didn't die"... I found out later that they actually did. I really and truly think that's the only reason my neck and/or back isn't broken. I half regret asking for that prayer... half, because if I'd died... I would be in heaven right now, out of all pain.
Theory: I guess for some bizarre reason God still wants me on this planet. We will have to see why.
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