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Exactly today, 2021, I survived an Accident that said “Amput@tion” was my only Option. Four years ago today, everything changed. I had just earned a B2 proficiency in German my visa interview was days away. Then the accident happened. It didn’t just nearly cost me my arm. It nearly cost me my life. I should have felt grateful. Instead, I felt rage. People knew me as the girl who did street evangelism under the scorching afternoon sun. I was in the top 10 partners in Teens Church. I visited secondary schools not just to mentor young girls, but to give. I took my friends to the orphanage on their birthdays. I lived by a strict moral code. I believed in purity. I gave. Constantly. So I asked: Why me, Lord? The anger that followed? I’m not ashamed of it. When preachers came to visit me in the hospital, I asked them to leave. I didn’t want to hear it. I hated God so much, “your God put me in this condition” I would scream Then came the hardest reality, I was moved across three hospitals, and all I kept hearing was the same thing: “Amputation.” I begged my family not to let that happen. I would have given anything. The Nigerian health system failed us in that emergency. When my sister pleaded for my life, a hospital worker responded: “She won’t be the first to die.” At some point, it didn’t even feel like fear anymore… just exhaustion. One doctor explained the damage was too close to delicate tissue. Another said there wasn’t enough time, any delay could make things worse. Travelling abroad was considered, but time wasn’t on our side. Then came a turning point. Hopeville Hospital gave us something we hadn’t heard in a while: hope. They believed my arm could be saved 90%. At that moment I even expected 40%. They focused on the urgency of surgery, not the money. They worked with what we had. I had 3 surgeries. I spent 6 months in hospital. My iron was removed at 3 months. I was on oxygen on and off for nearly 3 months. There were spiritual battles I still don’t have words for. There were moments the doctor had to press my chest to bring me back. Today, my arm is 90% restored exactly as promised. This experience taught me that health is irreplaceable. You never see it coming. If you are well today, be deeply grateful. That experience also gave me a mission: Through Bliss For The Needy Foundation, we are working to support people who have lost confidence through limb loss, helping them access prosthetic limbs and reclaim their lives. If you are connected to any institution or individual who can support this work, please reach out via DM or drop a comment below. And if this story moved you, please repost. Someone who can make a difference for a person living with disability may be one share away. Has there been a moment in your life that made you question everything you believed? Bliss Celestine

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