since September 13 2002The first thing you need to know is I've always been one of those people that say I'm a religious person, in the sense that I believe in God. I Seldom spent any time reading the bible or praying to God or Going to church.
And as a child I did go to Sunday School one year, but that ended cause my Step Farther didn't believe in it. In fact the last time I went to church was the day I got married. And haven't been back since.
Now that you know a little bit about me, on with my Testimony and Praise to Jesus!
This all started in later part of February of 2002
I thought I had the Flue, I was sick for over a week. and at one point I went into the bathroom feeling ill. As I was sitting there I got an intense pain across my abdomen. It felt like I was being cut open with a very dull knife. this pain was intense. And as I sat there in intense pain I called out. " O Jesus, Please help me!! " Then the pain let up. and at this point I started getting light headed. I remember standing up and looking over and seeing my Girl Friend standing at the bathroom door. And I don't remember anything else.
I had passed out!!
I was out for over 5 minutes. now I should have died that night, cause I had just had an Aortic Aneurysm rupture!!
I didn't go to the hospital that night, I was just being me and being stubborn and didn't want to see a doctor. But God was watching out for me and kept me alive.
3 days later it happened again. This time I couldn't hardly get off the floor. but I did finally crawl to my bed. where my Girl Friend tried to convince me to go see me doctor. after a few hours I finally agreed.
She took me to the emergency room where after some poking and prodding and a CT Scan they discovered I had an aneurysm.
The Doctor came in and told me I had two choices. lay there and die or have an emergency operation. I was informed my chances of survival was only about 20%, but he had faith I would make it.
so I agreed to the operation.
The next few days are pretty blurry, since they had me so drugged up. I was in the hospital a total of 10 days.
A month after I got released from the hospital I had to go back to the surgeon for a check up. he told me I was doing great. and added " People like me restore his faith in God."
when I asked why, he told me I had an aneurysm that had ruptured, Then tried to heal back but couldn't. And that in it self was unheard of. Even less going three days with one leaking. And that under normal conditions that only 1 in 100 people ever survive an aneurysm, and I was that 1 in 100.
At the hospital they called me a walking Miracle.
Only through Jesus and Gods Devine intervention am I here to tell you this.
And I Thank & Praise God to Be Alive.
A True Story by and about Ken Root.
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