Cory and His Accident


Of all the examples I have ever seen of hard work, one experience stands out in my mind. It is not of Network Marketing, but it was and still is the greatest example of hard work I have ever witnessed.

Many years ago, I got a phone call early one Sunday morning. It was a frantic call from my sister who was calling to tell me about a horrible accident. Her 10 year old son, Cory, had been shot in the head, the victim of an accidental shooting. Cory was life-flighted to a prominent hospital in Salt Lake City. The situation was extremely serious and Cory was not expected to live. I remember that Sunday morning at the hospital, when two different times, the doctors who were operating and working on Cory came and told those of us in the waiting room that he had passed away. Both times, within minutes, they came running back out to tell us he was alive. Miraculously, Cory made it thru the first night. For the next 6 months, while he was in the hospital; the doctors had him induced into a coma. At least 4 to 5 times a month, doctors would tell my sister that Cory would not live through the night; yet each time he did

Finally, nearly 8 months after the accident, Corey was able to return home. He wore a helmet that looked much like a football helmet. In their surgeries, Cory had part of his brain removed and also a large part of the skull. One accident or slip of a step could be fatal for him. Yet, my sister knew he would want to be as normal as possible and she was determined to make sure that all was as well as it could be. All of us, family and friends were broken hearted for him and also for my sister and brother-in-law (his parents). We wondered what kind of a life he would have. Would he recognize us? Would he be able to talk, to read, or to live something of a normal life?

I was amazed and proud at the thousands of hours spent by my sister to help him. Gradually he recovered enough to go back to school. Each and every assignment was a struggle and every evening, Cory and my sister Sallie worked many hours every night to finish his homework. Cory, who had been through so many surgeries and even had part of his brain removed, was able to make the Honor Roll in high school. I think of the number of times when I made the Honor Roll in high school. If I were to add them all together, the number would be 0. I didn’t take advantage of my opportunities to learn when I had them; I was too lazy to do the work I needed to. Yet, here was my nephew who overcame seemingly impossible obstacles and taught me how to work. He even went to the university and is now working and married to a wonderful girl. All of the miracles were only possible from a very kind God, an incredible boy, and also an amazing mother, my sister Sallie.

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