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jl333 says,
About 10 months ago, I was riding my friends 750 motorcycle. I had never been on anything so big and powerful. I had just got my motorcycle's license, so my friend said take the motorcycle around the block (he was following me on another one of his motorcycles). The first time I went around (1 mile around), I felt a little hesitant. Second time around, felt pretty confident. Third time around, I crashed. I came within inches of hitting my head on the curb (had a helmet on thank god), and still to this day, I'm in disbelief that the motorcycle didn't pin my leg underneath! I kid you not, for the next week, I kept checking my body, thinking that surely I have to be hurt somewhere. Truly a miracle that I wasn't hurt. Still in awe to this very day.marymc says,
I was golfing with the ex-husband. He was teeing off and I was sitting in the cart, directly behind him. Clear as day I heard a voice say "You need to move". I got out of the cart and stood behind a nearby tree. Somehow he shanked that ball and it drilled a hole trough the windshield of that cart, right where my head had been seconds before. My guardian angel spoke and I listened.Dean6805 says,
My Sonny was born between 5-7 weeks premature. Whether he would live or die was a complete toss-up for the first four days of his life. His lungs were underdeveloped and he had a pneumothorax. Respirators, chest tubes, massive doses of surfactant enzymes to try to speed his lung development up did little to stabilize him. On Sunday at noon, he was airlifted from Pitt Memorial Hospital in Greenville, NC and taken to Duke. Before he left, the doctor told us that when he got to Duke he would have the best medicine available anywhere; the only question was whether he would live through the flight. When he arrived at Duke, the doctors checked and rechecked him, and there wasn't a single thing wrong with him. He had completely healed. I saw the looks on the faces of the doctors and nurses, and no talk of medicine or altitude can convince me that what took place was nothing short of a miracle.Wench says,
These are incredible stories. Thank you for sharing them.