The Birthday that Almost Wasn’t – March 29, 1985

The Birthday that Almost Wasn’t – March 29, 1985

I’m making a departure from my devotional post today (will catch up tomorrow), because TODAY, March 29th, I celebrated my 57th birthday. I had a wonderful day with my hubby, and we enjoyed a visit from my youngest daughter, son-in-law, and my two adorable granddaughters (ages 7 months and 2 1/2 years old) who arrived from out of state to spend the afternoon and early evening. My daughter made supper and dessert, and it was simply a wonderful birthday.


Me with my beautiful little granddaughter Ava.
Me with my beautiful little granddaughter Ava.

I’d like to share this post I wrote a couple years ago in a different blog, even though I’ve already covered some of these details in this blog’s recent posts.


As each birthday rolls around, I continue to be amazed that I’m still here and able to celebrate birthdays at all…because of the birthday that almost wasn’t.


If you  have read any of my previous recent posts (or posts from other years in March), then you know why I say that. The injuries I sustained in my plunge to the ground from a second-story window, in an attempt to escape a fire, were life-threatening. They occurred on March 25, 1985, a mere four days prior to my 27th birthday…the birthday that almost wasn’t.



The blood loss from my lacerated scalp, along with the fractured skull, broken neck, and other significant obvious injuries – as well as the unknown internal injuries and fear of spinal cord damage – rendered me unconscious for about three days, from the morning of March 25th to some time on March 28th, 1985.


I learned later on that a church member “just happened” to be working in the emergency department that fateful day, and apparently he overheard a discussion about the likelihood of my survival being questionable, due to the severity of my blood loss and injuries. He called my pastor and the prayer chain began.


The drop in my vital signs compounded the delicate balance my life was in at the time, and – so I was told – even led to some emergency personnel walking away on the assumption I wasn’t going to make it.


But God had other plans. My vital signs suddenly, miraculously, improved – and a shout of “She’s coming back!” alerted emergency personnel to return and work to save my life and stabilize me enough to move me from an emergency trauma room to a private room on the orthopedic floor. I can only imagine what it was like for family and friends during those three days of waiting, as nurses and doctors continuously checked my condition, my vital signs, and tested for paralysis.


The day before my 27th birthday, by the grace of God, I rejoined the land of the living in a conscious, though fuzzy and memory-impaired state. As I celebrated that milestone birthday the next day, with my husband and children in the room with me, reporters and the local TV news crew were allowed in my room for the first time, to interview me about the whole incident.


While I came back from the brink of death, with the distinct impression that it wasn’t yet my time to depart, I can’t help but reflect– as next weekend is Easter weekend–on the death and the resurrection of Jesus…and what His loved ones and followers must have experienced as they waited and wondered if they would see the fulfillment of His words that though He must suffer and die, He would come back to life again.

He is not here – He has arisen!


This also makes me think about promises people have made to us, or expectations we have, and what condition they are in.


What about you? Are you waiting on unfulfilled expectations? Are they barely alive or dead and in need of reawakening and new life?



14 thoughts on “The Birthday that Almost Wasn’t – March 29, 1985

  1. Oh Karen,
    How wonderful God is. Thank you for sharing.
    I am so glad you are here to tell this wonderful miraculous experience.
    I love you bunches.
    Go happy for you and your family.

  2. Happy unlikely birthday. Those who have had a life changing event live on a special plane of existence. You have much to teach the rest of us. In June, my best friend will celebrate her 63rd birthday. When she was 29, her first oncologist gave up on her cancer and passed her to a young colleague. Her second oncologist had faith. I am so blessed to have that friend in my life. She has taught me much.
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  3. I was born in July of 1985, but my mother almost miscarried that Easter Sunday, so just a few days past your birthday God was doing another miracle preserving another life! I almost wasn’t, in fact the doc said after I was born that at the time he would have given me a 5 percent chance of making it. Aren’t we glad He’s a God of miracles, and Salvation is the greatest miracle of all!
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  4. Oh my goodness, K Lee!
    Even my two small kitchen fires on the stove top were somewhat traumatic for me. So glad you are here to testify to God’s faithfulness. Praise God for your recovery! Bless you!
    And happy Birthday, dear one!
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