Starting October 25 of 2011, "InfertilityMom," 39-year-old Jennifer Saake (founder of Hannah's Prayer Ministries), experienced 6 strokes, all due to vertebral dissection at a chiropractic office. The largest two strokes were brain stem and cerebellum bleeds. Jenni remained hospitalized until nearly Christmas and was not expected to live (near death experience) nor recover, but if she even survived, she was slated to live out her days in a nursing home or, best case, to maybe come home but wheelchair-bound and needing 24-hour care (please read more and watch short video). Jenni is now walking (with a cane or wheeled walker), has recovered much eye-sight, some hearing, partial use of her hands, cares for most of her own personal/toiletry needs, and is currently writing three books, maintains multiple blogs, and stays active on both Facebook and Pinterest. Near the five-year recovery mark, Jenni has renewed her pre-stroke excitement about the unique Lilla Rose hair Flexi eight jewelry she sells and has finally regained enough hand/arm function to regularly use! (The biggest ongoing losses at the 4 1/2-year point of recovery are left-side nerve pain, inability to drive, loss of homeschool teaching capability, significant sound processing issues (often triggering nausea), and some profound physical ability limitations such as a limp, balance challenges, clumsy use of right hand and only large motor function in left hand.) Here is her resume.

Since Jenni's chiropractor carried no insurance and moved out of the country soon after the accident (thus avoiding any legal or financial consequences), if you would like to help contribute to the Saake (pronounced like the two small words, say and key) family's massive financial needs (medical expenses alone are estimated to cost between $1- and $1.5- Million in Jenni's lifetime), please visit Jennifer Saake's Stroke Survivor GoFundMe Page. (This support information has been added in direct response to several reader requests.) The Saakes sincerely thank you for your prayers and if God prompts and equipts you to send any monetary assistance as well, this is a significant added blessing.

Jenni is clinging to God's grace through the entire experience. Here is her unfolding story, documented in her own words (typing with only her right hand), as she perceives it happening in real time, messy, honest and to the glory of God...

Wednesday, June 13, 2012


I think the dark storm clouds of depression have rolled back a bit again. Thank YOU, Lord!!! Yesterday was the first day, in quite a while, where I made it through the whole day without crying! I felt the sting in my eyes a few times and really had to fight the tears off, but I was successful in fighting them and I did not entertain dark thought through the morning, so that is a MAJOR step forward!

I woke up this morning feeling so exhausted from the battle yesterday, but for the first morning in a much longer time than even the crying, I didn't awake to dark, negative thoughts bombarding me faster than I could beg God to let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in His sight.

On one hand, I was so very weary and battle worn that I felt like I could understand, "In my weakness He is my strength," on a whole new level because I know the victories yesterday were not of me and totally of God! On the other hand, it was the first morning, in a very long time, I have woken up and one of the first thoughts to run through my head was, "This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it!"

No, I didn't make it through the entire morning, this morning, without tears. But I did hold a brief conversation with Rick that normally would have made me crumble (not because of him, but because of my own lack of coping skills) and I got through that conversation with dry eyes. Not anywhere near where I want to be yet, but baby steps. Thank you for your ongoing prayers! Please keep them coming.

I know PBA is still a separate issue from the actual depression, because it is not uncommon for me to break out giggling (or crying) for no real reason. Rick will ask me what's so funny and sometimes I don't even have a clue. Yesterday, I was sitting in my chair, found myself laughing, then kept laughing over and over because I though laughing the first time, for no reason, had been so funny. I am glad I was on my own when that happened, because I never could have explained it to anyone else if they had been here!

The same was true of crying Monday, the tears kept pouring even though there was really no trigger. I frequently laugh at things Rick says or does, even when I really feel neutral or sad about it. Never knowing how I will react or what (if anything) will set me off, and how, is still really frustrating and confusing!

Found, posted to Facebook today.

These have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.

- 1 Peter 1:7

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