
August 2, 2010 is the five year anniversary of my son's car accident. He was driving his Toyota Rav4, lost control on a canyon road and went over the embankment tumbling down 350 feet to the bottom. He came to rest upside down, his 6 foot body cinched tight by the seatbelt.
My son, 33 at the time had been diagnosed with MS had been having some difficulty with the mobility of his hands and struggling with finding a good balance with the many medications he was taking. He should not have been driving that day.
The rescue workers said he was semi - conscious when they finally got to him, he had removed the seatbelt and fallen to the bottom of the roof. It required a helicopter; ropes and skilled rescuers to pull him safely out and rush him to the trauma center at
We were so fortunate someone saw him go over and called for help. I wish I could find and thank this momentary angel.
Miraculously, he had only one major devastating injury to his lower spinal cord, and only minor cuts and scraps everywhere, no stitches required! The doctors wanted to do surgery to repair his burst fracture on L1 and could not say what the outcome would be; his spinal cord was 75% involved and told us to prepare ourselves as he may be completely paralyzed. Only time would tell.
The surgery took place on the third day. An eight hour surgery to remove the broken pieces and repaired by placing a titanium cage and pins in place of the crushed disc.
After multiple rehabilitations due to several MS relapses, months in and out of the hospital and so much more I cannot begin to list; my son is an incomplete paraplegic requiring use of a wheelchair for mobility about 95% of the time. He has learned to be as independent as his tenuous good heath will allow due to the ups and downs of his MS.
The pictures you see are the actual car my son was driving and what is looked like just after the accident. I have not looked at these pictures for almost two years. I could not go to the accident scene or retrieve his personal belongings. I could not bear it and needed to keep my emotional composure during the long days of learning how to care for my new son. Yes, my new son.
All of the hopes, dreams and aspirations of what my son's life died that day, and a new son with new hopes, dreams and aspirations was born on August 2, 2005.
My new son shames me with his tremendous courage and spiritual strength when I feel sad or angry. My new son is gentler, kinder and more loving, spiritually connected to God and can laugh at himself more. My new son thinks of others always and even when he is in the hospital enduring yet another MS relapse. He is always reaching out to give hope to another patient less fortunate or who needs help learning the ropes in this new life. My new son has new interests, challenges and is adjusting to his new life one day at a time.

As I write these words my heart swells with pride and a smile curves across my face. He is truly a good person in the midst of his difficult and pain filled circumstance. I would trade places with him in a nano second if I could. But the universe had other plans and I am sure more will be revealed.
I want to give a heartfelt thanks to the MS Society, Wyngs.org, the staff at
Watch this video to learn more about my son's story and about what he is doing to help others with MS and spinal cord injuries:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ec1rQyU6_dc

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