This month marks 14 years since I was trached and vented. But, more importantly, it was when I was given a new lease on life. I was given the choice between life and death. If I got a trach, I would live, if not, I would have been taken off life-support and been gone. Without hesitation, I chose life. A wise choice. I knew I had big challenges ahead of me, but I still had more living to do and so much to live for.
2 comments:
Cool, this October will be 14 yrs for me too. Thank GOD for vents.
Corey
John,
This December will mark my 19th year of ventilator-dependency. I can't even remember how it felt being without a vent. But I'd much rather be alive with a vent than dead without one.
Peace,
Scott Sands
Post a Comment