6 years ago today I had a bowling ball fall off of the top of a flag pole onto my head. I was knocked unconscious and I fell off of the 5 ft. platform I was standing on. They took me to the hospital near where the accident had happened and then I was life flighted to the UofU neuro care clinic because they were worried about my spinal fluid leaking into my brain.
One severe concussion, one skull fracture, 8 (I think) staples, many prayers, flowers, get well cards, lemon ices from the nurses, and six years later here I am completely healed and totally fine.
But really, my mom will tell you that I'm not any worse off mentally than I was before.
I've blogged about this every year since it happened, so, you can read more details/thoughts and feelings here, here, here, & here. What I want you to know today is that miracles happen, angels exist, and if you're still alive and breathing today, you're here for a purpose. So, do something great.
And have a happy Bowling Ball Day.