Ken, did i ever tell you the story when i wheelie'd my Volkswagen trike through the front door of a house? Maybe now is not an appropriate time but I can't think of what else to say. so, I would like to share something personal with you. If it seems bizarre or offensive in any way i sincerely apologize as that is certainly not my intention.
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I was test driving my Volkswagen trike one evening after installing a new clutch. I pulled up to a 3-way stop sign and blipped the throttle a wee bit. At that very moment the throttle sprung into wide-open position. I tried to remain calm as i fumbled around for the kill switch that was located in an awkward position behind the seat. Meanwhile, the engine was totally redlining. After a few seconds of not being able to find the switch i had an idea to stand on the brake and drop the clutch real fast to stall the engine.
instead of stalling, this 1800cc 3-wheeled contraption pulls a wheelie and rockets directly across the street towards a house. by the time the front wheel touches down i'm already across the street and on the sidewalk. I didn't want to ride into the house so i decided to steer towards the front door (as opposed to crashing through the garage door) and jump off onto the lawn. When i jumped, i made it about halfway off my seat before the rear 60 series tire grabbed my shirtless a$$, slammed me face first into the concrete, spun me around, roasted a sweet "60 series tattoo" into my abdomen, across my chest and almost ripped my left nipple off.
I knew i was hurt bad when i stood up because my head was no longer level on my neck and a giant plume of smoke came off my torso. Other injuries included two broken knee caps, left bicept was completely missing and nerve damage from my finger tips to my neck in my left arm. They had to scrub several layers of skin off with what amounted to a wire brush to get the rubber out from under my skin so the tattoo wouldn't be permanent. Afterwards, i looked like a giant platter of juicy sliced brisket.
Moving along; a few months later i was well enough to buy another motorcycle. but, the neck injury was overwhelming and I knew it wasn't ever gonna heal on it's own. I saw a bunch of chiropractors, doctors etc without any relief. After about a year it was so debilitating that i could no longer operate my carpet cleaning business because it aggravated the injury too bad... I was in so much pain that i even tried whacking my head against a sofa to knock my scull back into proper position. No luck...
I never told anyone how much pain i was in but i did pray that god would heal me.
Finally, i sold my business and moved to Albuquerque where I found a job and met my wife Amber. she was raised in the Mormon religion and i attended church with her regularly. Meanwhile, she was relatively clueless about how much pain i was in because it made me feel like damaged goods and nobody would want me if they knew i was broken. Anyhow, i'd pretty much given up on Chiropractors until one Sunday morning at church a new family moved into our ward and he was a chiropractor, not to mention a long distance cycle'r. To make a long story short he was no ordinary chiropractor. He employs the Heimlich technique where he grabs you buy the scull and yanks up on your head cracking your spine from the base of your scull all the way down to the tip of your tailbone. And just like that, I was cured! Six months later i opened up the 3rd carpet cleaning business in my 30 year carrier.
I'm not sure why i felt compelled to share my story other than i love you and want you to get better too.
My injury taught me to never panic and never give up. because you never know when something could change for the better and in a snap. you're healed.
fyi, i was raised in a non-denominational church and was baptized a Mormon in 2005. I wrestle with the idea of organized religion regularly. However, I will be attending church tomorrow and I will speak with the Bishop about effective prayer. Actually, i already know what he is going to say. The most affective prayer is one accompanied by a Fast. I can't remember how many meals they consider a Fast but i think it's Three. So, i will skip dinner tonight, breakfast and lunch tomorrow, then eat dinner tomorrow night. All the while, keeping you in my prayers.
God bless,
