I am relearning computer use so I hope my story will turn out well and interesting to all of you! I am Deborah from Alaska and very happy to be here. Everything I now tell you I have learned from Donald, "the best husband in the whole world", my mother and many friends(two are like sisters to me).On 7-6-97 when returning from a July 4th trip with my husband and others I had an accident on my motorcycle( I still don't remember it or trip). Donald said I had pulled on side of road to get something out of my backpack and when returning to road, turning front wheel the motorcycle interfered with itself, flipped into air, threw me off and then fell on me. He returned and saved my life by resuscitating me.Other people helped him and a helicopter was sent to get me and take me to the hospital where I used to work for years. One of my sister friends still works in OR there so that is where Donald sent me. When I arrived the Dr.'s told him I would not make it and he told them "Yes she will". They then were going to remove part of my brain but he said "No and if that is your plan I will take her home now". Another Dr. recognized me and asked my husband if I was Deborah who used to work at the hospital and Donald said yes. That Dr. then helped Donald obtain treatment for me that the Neurosurgeons did not think would work. He even kept them from transferring me to another hospital in the lower 48 and told them I would succeed. I was in ICU 11 weeks in acoma, paralyzed and unable to breathe or eat. Donald said he even massaged my extremities daily to help them work towards moving. He said I was on a respirator and fed thru IV. But, I didn't like IV's(which I can remember from working in hospitals over 20 years) so they then fed me thru my nose, throat or other ways. Eventually I was speaking but did so in Spanish . I had taught myself and husband that as we travel to Mexico 1 or 2x a year on our repeat HONEYMOON'S. He said the Dr's. didn't believe him and asked the nurses to find a rubber room for him. Then, he had the nurses come to bed when I spoke and they convinced the Dr's."She is speaking in Spanish". I was then put in rehab. to relearn to speak, read, and write English. I was also shown objects pictures(identified under every letter in the alphabet)and had to learn what everything was.I then went to rehab. floor and learned to move and walk .I remember only one incident which came back to me after I had been out of the hospital and returned to visit nurses on that floor.I remember a man making me walk on a straight line, up and down stairs then taking me to a floor and telling me to go to my room..I was so mad because I had no idea where I was or my room. So I told the other lady who gave me physical rehab.I didn't want to see him again cause he was so mean and I would kick his butt if he bothered me again. I don't remember saying that but when visit ing the nurses after I was home he walked up and asked me if I still would and my husband laughed, told him no, and told me the story. Anyway, I remember nothing else but the trip to home from hospital when I kept asking "When will we get there",. My husband told me that I had been asked where I lived and had drawn a map to house. But, I didn't name streets or highways and had told rehab I still know how to get home. He said they also asked me who President was to which I replied "I don't care who is President and that wouldn' help me get better so lets do things that will!".I guess I really spoke my mind. I do remember being in therapy for 4 more months and was really doing well physically and the lady in brain therapy said I was doing so well that I did not need her longer. I remember on our last day I made her show me the one object that I could not identify. She told me it was and yoke and I was bummed because I knew that was a harness used on putting animals together. My sister friend told me a story after I had been out a couple of months. She said I was always saying "I don't know who that guy is but my husband is really going to be pissed off!".So she took me on a ride in a wheelchair and asked me if I remembered my wedding to which I said "Of course I do cause you were my matron of honor". She then told me that she said that was right and that Donald was my husband and "the best husband in the whole wide world". I then said "But Barb you 're married too" and she told me that was true but I still had "the best husband in the whole wide world". This story was right but I then told her that I had been telling everyone I met or saw that "I am married to the best husband in the whole wide world". I told her that I had no idea she had told me that when I was in the hospital and I had said it because I felt that way! I still do!! When Donald took me to the office of the Neurosurgeon,. at 2 weeks out of hosp., I remember being in a room and when he walked in he said "Baby you look great". I was appalled because I wasn't his baby and didn't understand him saying that cause I was relearning asssociation with people. He then told me I was a phenomenon. I was still relearning many words so looked at my husband. The Dr. then said "Your a miracle and it's all because of this man right here". He was patting Donald on the back and I said "I know cause he's my husband, the best in the whole wide world and he didn't let you take any of my brain away!" I no longer have to see that Dr. but I began having seizures(which I cannot really remember)and had to see a Neurologist after Donald took me to the ER again! Testing was done in ER and I told them the tests were not going to tell them anything and they didn't. So that's when I was sent to a Neurologist. Testing was done by her and then I was told that the seizures were because so much of my body was healing at one time that it caused them. OH BOY,HUH! I had to begin new pills to prevent them and it has worked. I was taking so much meds it was yuk but now I only have to take about 9 or 10 pills a day. Meds have been decreased as I have gotten very well. My husband says that I am perfect but I still get frustrated with my emotions, incapabilities and lack of PERFECT memory. I do feel I am very BLESSED and have improved LOTS since my memory begins with home. Donald has been the best helper, care giver, teacher and understander. I have asked the Dr.'s what next, after two different problems caused by healing body and they say "I don't know, maybe nothing". I was told that I would be well after a year but when that approached I was told it could take six months to a year more. Now that my husband found this contact for me I see it could take lots longer but I am not defeated. I'm very pleased to be as I am now and so very happy. I want to talk to others and be of any help I can even if it is just communicating which helps me lots cause I have felt introverted and didn't want to go around people to embarrass myself or Donald. So contact with others is great and also helps me to relearn more things, especially the computer. My husband even has a letter I typed to him when I was in therapy in the hospital and used the therapist's computer. It was after I saw our wedding pictures and was told by friend he was my husband. He still has letter and I don't understand how I did it then but didn't even know how to turn on a computer when I got home. Miracles are very special to all of us. I truly hope I can be helpful to all of you! Sincerely, Deborah P. Hann. AKA Phenomenon Miracle! P.S. Thanks for being there and reading. Hope it was OK! P.P.S. I do remember other funny items which happened after getting home and will tell to anyone interested. P.P.S.S. I just remembered one my husband told me about my dog staying at hospital and it's really great!
