The story begins August 8th 2001.Three 24oz Coors and
I want to go show off with my lovely fiancé and 2 other
friends up the road at the practice track. Helicopter flight
to Missoula,"wake up" couple days later in ICU. Had just
won state champ moto x in gummers class (40+) of
Montana the month before. Now a C-567 quadripelgic,life
had changed in a split second. I am far from conventional
in my recovery and have taken personal control of my
health,not being dependent on anything or anyone that is
not absolutely a positive effect. The proof is in the
pudding. I blew my neck to pieces,which caused
paralysis and a 7 inch bone growth in my right hip. I am a
walking quad,working my way back and I'm gunna look
good doing it. The bone is gone now. `God bless
You and you only are in charge of your health. Do not blindly hand
your personal health to a doctor or nurse. They are a tool after YOU
do your research. Sometimes it,s fate and up to gods hands,you
can,t control fate,you accept the lesson and grow. Other than that
take a pro active roll in your health. What you eat,what your poop
and pee look like. Half of what you know is wrong,same odds as a
doctor. Carry positive energy everywhere. Find a better feeling or
good energy charge than helping some one out, I defy you........
R.I.P.