Back in October I wasn't feeling good. I am on oxygen due to breathing problems (COPD). I had to call 911. The last thing I remembered was getting into the ambulance. I was in a coma for almost a month in ICU. They called my close friends and family because they didn't think I Would make it. When I came out of the coma I was moved to a rehab due to them putting a trac tube in because of my breathing. I couldn't talk and discovered I couldn't feel my right food or move it. Basically they call it a drag foot. So I couldn't walk. They told we it would take a long time to recover. Then they took my trac tube and I was able to talk again. The doctors were amazed that I was talking. Then I spent a month in a nursing home rehabbing to learn how to walk. I went from laying in bed unable to do anything on my own. But within a matter of 30 days I was getting in a wheelchair and was able to do things on my own. Started using a walker. They sent me home. I live upstairs with 20 steps to climb. It was rough at first but a month later I mastered them. All the doctors couldn't believe how fast I recovered. All my friends and family said it was a miracle. I now use a cane. Apparently GOD wasn't finished with me yet. God has given me such Grace and blessed me with some amazing people who helped me to do things I couldn't do.