This week I am going to continue to talk about the accident I was in a few years back so you can see how God healed me and why!
We were now outside of the car and the ambulance came very quickly. I was laying on the pavement and the EMT’s placed oxygen on my face and, of course, I can’t talk to them. The staff member with me had been talking to my office manager at the time of the accident. Our office manager, who lived across the street from me at the time, ran across the street, so she and Robert were listening to everything that was happening! They were listening to the screaming and the ambulance drivers, but nobody was talking to them because we couldn’t talk. I think that phone ended up in our driver’s pocket. They heard everything play-by-play and were unable to ask us what was going on. As you can imagine, they were completely freaked out.
The EMT’s are trying to get me to talk…”Ma’am, ma’am, what’s your name, ma’am?” they kept asking in their Tennessee accent. All I could say was, “Urrrgghhh”! “Where does it hurt, ma’am?” “Urrrgghhh, urrrgghhh,” I replied. Then they brought the BIG collar and put it around my neck. Not only was I gasping for every breath, now I had a BIG collar to deal with!
Next, they began to try to tape me to a flat board. Every time they would lay me flat, the BIG collar would cut off what little breath I was able to take. I began kicking when they would try to lay me flat because I couldn’t tell them I could not breathe! This whole time the EMT’s are yelling, “Ma’am, ma’am, stop it, ma’am, stop it.” During this wrestling match I was thinking, No, you stop it. I’m going to kick you in the face. Get your hands off of me. This was a wrestling match that I was not going to lose because I was not going to suffocate to death!
I won…because I have that kind of anointing! They finally left me alone and for about forty minutes I was able to breathe by propping myself up sideways with my leg. Then suddenly pain began ripping down my back. I was afraid I had broken my back while fighting the EMT’s to breathe!
In the middle of all this, God was already working because that’s just the way He is. They had finally gotten me loaded into the ambulance but there was only one available because of all of the car wrecks that evening, so I had to wait for them to get my staff person loaded up also.
I found out later that our accident was on a Satanic High Holy Night. They have four a year and that was one of them. I think somebody doesn’t like us….too bad!
Before cutting her out of the car, our driver and the EMT’s were certain that my travel partner’s leg was broken, but I heard one of them say, “Wow! That’s amazing, I guess the other one’s leg isn’t broken, after all.” Of course, we know who was at work that night!
By the time we reached the hospital I was in severe respiratory distress. They called for a surgeon to come to the operating room (OR). The procedure for a hemothorax is to drill a hole and insert a tube into the chest cavity to suck out the blood. This releases the pressure on the lungs so they can fill up with air again. As soon as I was rolled through the OR doors and they were shut behind me…in one instant, I sucked in a breath, suddenly I could talk and the pain was gone! I was shocked and amazed!!
I asked one of the EMT’s, “David, did you give me a pill or a shot or something?” He said, “No, I’m not allowed to give you anything.” I said, “Well, I’ve had a miracle from God. I can breathe! My pain is totally diminished and my back doesn’t feel like it’s broken. Look, I can talk!” He was as amazed as I was!
As the OR nurses came into the room, I kept repeating, “Hi, my name is Katie Souza. I just got a miracle.” Then the surgeon arrived and I repeated, “Hi, my name is Katie Souza. I just got a miracle!” Of course, he wanted all the details. So I told him what had happened and then I said, “…then in one instant, I could talk and my pain has significantly reduced and I can breathe and it’s amazing! I’ve had a miracle.” Then, the surgeon got mad.
“Who called me down here? There’s a billion accidents tonight. Somebody called me here for a respiratory emergency, but this woman can breathe just fine!” he says, as he stomps out of the room. I didn’t care, I just said, “Yeah, I got a miracle!”
Our God is good! More about how He healed me next week! I promise it all works out…
Big love. KS
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