Thirty-nine-year-old Jennifer Saake (founder, Hannah's Prayer Ministries), experienced 6 strokes via vertebral dissection at a chiropractic office, including brain stem and cerebellum bleeds, in Oct. 2011. Jenni remained hospitalized for nearly 2 months 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. At 5 years, 7 months God showed how He was writing her story from the beginning.

Jenni is currently writing more books and stays active on both Facebook and Pinterest. 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 equips you to send any monetary assistance as well, this is a significant added blessing.

Monday, September 19, 2016

Concussion

This post wasn't scheduled to go live until Friday, but as I now have full-on concussion symptoms, I'm giving it to you in real time. Like I needed another brain injury, mild or otherwise?


Meet "Fred."
Fred
 I did, early Sunday afternoon.


I was sitting on my walker, using it as a (backwards) wheelchair. My 10-year-old was pushing. Then a wheel of Bubbles (walker) met Fred (random name I gave the pebble, in effort to reassure panicked son that he hadn't killed me).


Wheel hit rock. Wheel froze. Walker flipped backwards. Head hit blacktop with a sickening thud. Both elbows and lower back also impacted hard. 


(Amazingly, there is no damage to my new dress. I'm so thankful. as it is the very first time I have ever worn this dress!) Two of the three nurses who live on our street either witnessed my "graceful" splat or rushed outside to help me up when they heard my scream. That's one way to meet your neighbors!


My "Little Bear" feels horrid. This is so not his fault. I'm the one that suggested this particular game. Fred is the one who caused all the trouble!

Bear saying sorry in Sign Language.
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4 comments:

  1. Not funny "haha", but funny how life can do that. Ugh.

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  2. Oh this is not fair! I was worried what an "evil Fred" was. I name things too!

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  3. Grrr Fred is a jerkface. Go away, Fred! Praying for you, sweet Jenni!

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  4. I'm so glad that there was no brain bleed, and an apparently mild concussion. I'm glad Jeremiah suffocated evil Fred and threw him away.

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