Life-Changing Event

"I survived a hate crime. I was run over with a truck by five young men. Racism. I was just sitting in a field of flowers. I was dragged 86 feet on a gravel dirt road. I had a separated hemothorax, pneumothorax. My ribs punctured my lungs. Every day they would come in and say, well, you might not live today, but if you do, we are going to have to cut your legs off from the hips down. I could only move two fingers, and I would write, not today, maybe tomorrow, not today."