The way my neck broke, I was supposed to be in a wheelchair, or dead. I am neither and there is a reason why

October 23, 2016
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The way my neck broke, I was supposed to be in a wheelchair, or dead. I am neither and there is a reason why

The way my neck broke, I was supposed to be in a wheelchair, or dead. I am neither and there is a reason why

“I grew up in Mobile and have been working at Wintzell’s for five years since I was 15. I started out working in the dish room, but one night they didn’t have someone to shuck oysters and I did it and figured it out. I had the ambition to go into the military, but that is not the plan God has for me. On December 28 of last year, I had a car accident. I was stuck in the car for two-and-a-half hours. It broke my neck in two different places, broke one arm, fractured the other and I had a hematoma. I got a cool tattoo from this. Check out the scar on the back of my neck. I don’t have motion in my neck left or right because it is fused together. Life can change quickly. Three days before the wreck, I was at the dinner table celebrating Christmas with my family. The day before the wreck, a guy asked me to work for him so he could be at his daughter’s birthday. I hadn’t had a day off in a while, but this guy was trying to be a good dad and I wanted to help him out and do something positive for him. I was hit on the way to work and woke up a two days later with a fused neck and casts on my arms. In the beginning, I was angry and frustrated because I was just trying to help someone else out and something bad happens to me. As I went through the journey, I realized that there are some things in this life that aren’t about you. It is about God using you to show how big he can be. The way my neck broke, I was either supposed to be in a wheelchair, or dead. I am neither and there is a reason why. I grew up in a household that gives it all to God. It was hard to go from every day getting up and going to work and taking care of myself to needing help just to go to the bathroom. I was totally dependent on other people. I am a go-getter and model myself after other people who are doing their best and then I couldn’t do anything because I was laid on my back for two months. But the times I was backed into a corner or got down, someone would visit or send a card and it was the little things that got me through. I came back to work about two months ago. I have learned two things — being humble is the hardest and best thing to do and you can push your body to do more than it thinks it can do. Everything you do starts in your mind and it is mind over matter. I loved skateboarding and was known for that downtown. The doctor told me skateboarding would be Russian roulette and I could fall the wrong way and paralyze or kill myself. I have to be mature about this and a friend took my skateboards away. However, three weeks after I got out of the hospital, I did three miles in a walk/run for cancer. I had to sneak out of my house to do it. I am a biker now. Three weeks ago I did 76 miles on my bike and raised $300 for multiple sclerosis. 51 miles of that was in the rain. The next day I did 25 to even it out. I will do 10 miles tonight. It took a long time to get back in a car and it was traumatizing at first. This is who I am now. I trust God to get me where I need to go. I will be going back to school soon for public relations or human resources. I am good at talking with people. I like this job at Wintzell’s because I get to travel the world every day without a plane ticket. I meet people from around the word right here. I told the owner I didn’t know if I would be able to come back and shuck oysters, but he told me if I couldn’t do that, then come back and sit in a chair and greet people because he likes my mentality and wants me here. I wanted to get back to where I was and here I am. I don’t think I am doing anything special, I am just being me. On the day of my wreck, there was another guy in the same hospital who was the same age who died from a car wreck and our mothers prayed together in the chapel. I know it could have turned out differently and I am supposed to be here and do something with my life.  I am only 20 years old and sometimes I still get frustrated with the changes in my life, but every day I thank God for waking me up and ask him to help me to be a blessing to someone else. If I do, I have done my part for the day.”

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2 comments on “The way my neck broke, I was supposed to be in a wheelchair, or dead. I am neither and there is a reason why”

  1. Mia says:

    This is really sad. I hope things continue to go well for you and take care of yourself. God is behind you a whole 100% never give up. Follow your dreams. Make your mark. This story really touched me and made me understand your situation. Stay prayed up. And keep Faith in god. God bless you!!

  2. Zelly says:

    What’s up Isaiah, maybe you remember me maybe you don’t who knows. We went to LeFlore together two totally different ppl from 2 totally different worlds if you know what I mean, I was more of a trouble kid and was always making crazy choices. Me and you never really sat down and talked about much but one thing I can say if whenever I ran into you before and after your accident you always kept that smile never knew why but I knew no matter what when I seen yu it was there. After reading this you had a reason to smile, you are a blessing lil bro. #Facts

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