My Life After Death
My Life After Death
David H. Ong
On April 29, 1983, I got into the back seat of a drunk drivers car. I ended up going through the windshield, and breaking my head in 15 places. To save my life, the doctors had to perform brain surgery on me. I was not supposed to live. Through immense hard work, determination, the power of prayer, 5 months of rehab, and more pain than you can imagine, I came back. However, I will never be the man that I once was.
I am a public speaker, have written a book, and have been on the radio. I came back to share my story with others, hopefully to save lives. Never drive with a drunk driver. I have no problem taking my friends keys if he has had one too many. I feel I may be saving his life. If this paper touches you, than I have done my job.
The next time that your friend has one too many, please, take his keys. Suggest that he spend the night. Wait until he or she sobers up. Believe me, he will thank you in the morning. He will not have a D.U.I. on his license, he will not have wrecked his car, he will not be in the hospital, and he will not have hurt an innocent bystander.