Three quarters of my left lung was filled with fluid, as well as half of my right one.
I was instantly admitted to the hospital, and they started me on antibiotics. Still, I kept getting worse, instead of better, until on Wednesday they put me in the ICU. My left lung collapsed that night, and I had to be intubated. I spent four days in a medically induced coma, and I didn't find out until months later that my doctors thought I wouldn't live through it.
To this day, there's no medical explanation for the fact that I pulled through with no lasting damage. So not only is my survival inexplicable, but I think that in the end the something that saved me was the fact that my mother asked that one question and got me an x-ray.
8/13. I almost got hit by a train.
It happened when I was in the 11th grade. I was on my way home and I had to cross the railway before I reached the area. There was no one around. All of a sudden, my uniform skirt got stuck in between the rails. Slowly I started hearing the sound of the train coming down the line. I kept trying to pull my skirt free, but I was frozen.
I didn't know what to do. I knew it was late for me to run, it was so close. In the last moment, I heard someone's voice and it seemed that I had been pushed. I found myself lying on the ground, only several meters from the railway while the train passed - skirt intact.
I thought somebody must have helped me. I was looking around, hoping to find someone. But there was nobody there.
I don't know what happened to me, but I am really grateful to whatever or whoever saved my life. If that had happened only a few seconds later, I most definitely would have died from the hit.
9/13. I was running with a hiking guide and some friends when I slipped a step, and fell off a ravine. I was rolling and tumbling for I cannot remember how many times. I just felt roots and stones hitting my ribs, my legs, my chest. Then, I blacked out.
I woke up to a voice saying, "DON'T MOVE, JUST STAY THERE, WE'RE HERE.” It was the guide, secured with harnesses descending toward me. That’s when I realized I was hanging from a tree branch that had caught my bag's hip belt. Below me are huge rough rock formations that could've broken me into pieces.
I love trees.
10/13. I owe my life to a gingerbread cookie. No, seriously. (continued...)