"After two weeks all the test results were back. There was no infection found to explain the paralysis and since there was no improvement with the prednisone decreasing the swelling in my spine, it looked like my paralysis was going to be permanent. I would be a quadriplegic for the rest of my life.
I called my mom on the phone crying, to let her know what the doctor said, she told me You could cry for one day, and that’s it, then she hung up the phone. I tried to think of the positives, and figured, I would never have to do housework or be alone again. I know it sounded weird, though since I never married and my mom was the only family I was in contact with. I had been living alone, which was really hard for me as I had always been a people person.
I didn't realize at first, how much my life was going to change, when I found out it would be permanent. I knew God saved me for a reason even though I wasn’t a Christian. I had never picked up a bible or gone to church. Not because I didn’t want to, we were just never raised or introduced to know Him. I knew Jesus died for our sins, but I didn’t understand what it meant, and I knew about Noah’s ark, but only that he had two of each animal. I also believe he left me paralyzed so I wouldn’t be able to hurt myself anymore, it was a second chance I wasn’t going to take for granted.
I prayed that night, or more of a discussion, as I had never prayed before. I thanked Him for saving me from going to hell, though I didn’t understand why. I told Him I was sorry and asked if He wound forgive me, finally I asked Him if He would help me as I knew life wasn’t going to be easy. Thinking about what my life was going to be like, I couldn’t help but tear up. Before I said amen, I asked Him to please not leave me as I went to sleep."