I survived.

I survived on September 8, 1983.

Survived a lot of blood loss.

Survived respiratory failure.

Survived massive brain edema.

Survived expressive aphasia.

Survived every day from then until now.

That's 13,700 days I wouldn't have had.

Really shouldn't have had.

But I got them.

I survived.

I'm still surviving.

Sometimes thriving.

Nevertheless, I'm here.