Welcome to 9 Lives Left. I am 37 years old. I do not know how many lives I have left. In the coming days and weeks you will read about a plethora of accidents, illnesses, near-misses and fortunate escapes that should have ended my life years ago.
To give you a sampling of the various subjects that will be covered, car accidents-as driver, passenger and pedestrian. Sports mishaps, alcohol induced injuries, scars a plenty, cuts-lacerations, oh and 3 open heart surgeries to boot.
Maybe my medical mishaps have made me the man I am today. Maybe I have been living on the edge. Maybe each one of us has a "time" to go and mine simply has not come about yet. Whatever the case, I sincerely hope that those that read and follow these stories will be able to leave with something. Maybe a heeded warning or maybe they can see the inner strength I have had to rely on and find it within themselves. These stories are not embellished-they have no reason to be. If I have been living the life or the proverbial feline who has 9 lives, how many do I have left?
Monday, March 9, 2009
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