At first I thought I might be having a heart attack, but after 5 minutes my head felt like a bomb was going off inside of it. I started to talk to God while not moving my lips. I said to God please forgive me, I did the best that I could while I was here on earth. I didn’t care if I died then; all I could think of was how beautiful it would be to finally see my Creator.

I had a subarachnoid hemorrhage secondary to rupture of intracranial aneurysm. I other words, an artery in the middle of my brain exploded. Now here is where you will see divine intervention come into action. What are the chances that I would get this rupture far from home but only a couple minutes from one of the best hospitals in the country in Washington DC, and have one of few doctors in the world trained in neuro-endovascular surgery waiting? 

Three days later I awoke to hear someone saying “You are our miracle patient.  Someone up there likes you.”  I noticed I was the only patient on that ward who could walk. When they saw this, the nurses started clapping. I broke down and cried. 

Here I am, it’s a miracle I am alive at all, and it is another miracle that I am walking because most patients never survive this kind of rupture let alone walk and talk again.  I fell asleep thinking that maybe God spared me from the wheelchair because of my wheelchair project.

You see - six months prior to my illness I arranged a fund raiser for the Free Wheelchair Mission. This Mission gives wheelchairs away for free to the world's poor and needy. Now for those who know me well, you know what is going through my head. Yes, you are right; I will now strive to help those needy and poor who are crawling.