My recovery continued well enough that I was transferred to a specialty hospital. I was on a respirator and I could not imagine living life on a respirator. I prayed to a God to help me and answered. The specialty hospital helped me tremendously and I continued to get stronger without the respirator. I still have a long way to go but getting off the respirator was a significant victory for me.

As I lied in that hospital bed trying to comprehend how this happened, the hospital staff was preparing to send me to another facility to continue my healing process. The hospital transferred me to another facility that treats ventilator patients I was glad to go because I did not want to spend the rest of my life on a ventilator let alone a wheelchair. I trusted God and did everything I could do in my own limited power.