Friday, August 05, 2005

Woman in 20 year coma speaks out

Sarah Scantlin was hit by a car in 1984 and went into a coma lasting 20 years. Recently she came out of the coma and began to speak, shocking family members with her apparent awareness of events going on around her during the 20 years she was comatose. Asked what "9/11" was she said, "Bad…fire…airplanes…building…hurt people."

Amazing. She has undergone surgery to assist with range of motion in her unused limbs and speech therapy to help her improve her ability to communicate.

More proof that the severely ill are still people and in some cases, still aware of what goes on around them.

6 comments:

Wendy said...

Wow! That's amazing! Thanks for that story. I never knew about it.

4HisChurch said...

It does happen, sometimes. Chalk one up for Life! :)

Darrell said...

I can't help but think about Terri Schiavo. We don't understand as much about comas, brain-damage, etc... as the "right to die" supporters would have us think we do.

Great blog! My wife reads it Dymphna's Well all the time, it comes highly recommended.

4HisChurch said...

Thanks, Darrell! Yeah, I thought of Terri Schiavo too. This society is too focused on everyone else's "right to live without bother" and not enough on the gift of life.

Saint Peter's helpers said...

This is just proof that miracles can happen and that we can never put a value on life based on the condition of the body.

Thank you for this testimonial to God's mercy!

4HisChurch said...

Exactly! The value of a human life is not in how they look, or what they "do" or any other human, worldly measure. Pope John Paul II was a beautiful illustration of that.

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