OK now, back to the full story. I'll start from the beginning; however, I'm going to leave a lot out
because it is too much to talk about. There were so many horrible things that happened that
brought me to tears every time I relive those long torturous days and nights that went on for
almost 3 weeks. Even now, it's still hard to talk about but I can talk about a few good things, so
here we go.

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I went to the hospital with chest pains at the end of June, the first day they sent me home just to
turn around to go back the next day. My son, Buckaroo, wanted to come with me, but I said no
just stay here with your brother. I’m not sure how long it might take. I knew deep down
something was really wrong and I didn’t want him to be freaked out at the hospital.

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I arrived back at the ER, sitting there in so much pain, waiting to be seen. This lady was called
back and as she was walking past me; she stopped and said, “I prayed for you.” as she touched
my shoulder. I felt a chill. I told her thank you.

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A family came in; it was a mom and three teenage girls. They were not saying a word to each
other. As I was called to go back, the three girls and mom said good luck, we said a prayer for
you. I said thank you and went back. I fell asleep and darkness took over. I had no idea what
happened in the real world after that.

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I had nightmares over and over, the same nightmares never changed.

I could hear my family and friends talking, but I couldn’t understand anything they were saying.
It felt like they were saying their goodbyes, and I was trying to tell them I’m here, I’m still here!
I was trying to let them know I was still fighting from the inside, but they couldn’t hear me.

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In my nightmare, my son was talking to me, as he was saying “I love you daddy, please hurry
home.” those words were repeating in my head over and over. I started following his voice
walking down a hallway full of doors like something from a movie. I walked through one door,
and I could see myself on a stage, years from now, singing to my good friends Brittany Oviedo
Shipman and her husband Taylor Shipman on their 12-year anniversary. Clearly, this was a
dream because I’m not getting up on any stage and making a fool out of myself at all, ha-ha.

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I sang to them a couple of songs that I wrote for them in my dream. A song I named “Slow
Dance” and “You I Love Most”. Apparently, I was a great songwriter and singer in this dream.
Oh yeah, I was dreaming for sure.

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I wrote all these songs, and I became a great songwriter and even won best songwriter of the
year. Then my son's voice yelled out again as I went through another door.

I could hear all my kids and grandkids talking and playing around, but they couldn’t hear me. I
was like “Hey I must tell y'all about this dream I had. It was crazy and they didn’t even
acknowledge me standing there.” I said, “Hey what da butt. Why are y'all not answering me?”
My Buckaroo said, “They can’t hear or see you because you’re not here.”

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As I'm standing there talking to my 10-year-old son, and looking right at him, he says, “I’m not
even here.” and then out of nowhere, I hear his voice again yelling out “Daddy!” I was really
confused. My son said “You’re running out of time, run to my voice! Hurry, I need you to come
home!” He said “Run now, dad, as fast as you can! They’re coming!” I said “Who’s coming?”
He said, “The shadows!” I was thinking, who? He yelled, “Run, dad, run!”

I started running, following my son’s voice. I went through another door and started falling
down. It was pitch black. As I was falling, I could see myself looking down at myself falling. It
was like I was falling for days. I yelled out to myself, “Help me!” and my other me just stood
there doing nothing. Then suddenly, I hit the bottom. I watched myself die. Lying there
lifelessly, I was looking at my dead body.

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Dark shadows were moving around me. It looked like long black ropes had started grabbing my
legs and arms and were pulling me away as I was still looking on from above.

I heard my son say “I love you daddy. Please hurry up and come home.” While watching my
lifeless body, my fingers started to move. Over and over, I was hearing my son’s voice repeating
the same thing.

My hands and legs started shaking and my son’s voice got louder. My whole body had found life
again, but the darkness had a hold of me so tight. I still managed to break free and tried to get
away. The power of the darkness was getting stronger. I called out to my son to keep talking. I
yelled “I’m coming to you!” as darkness grabs hold of me again. I was struggling to walk, but I
found a way to keep going. With darkness continuing to try to pull me back, it was getting harder
and harder, but I was going to get to my son no matter what!

He and my family are waiting for me, so I must get to them.

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As I was struggling to break free, I saw my other self still standing there. I yelled out “Help me.”
He disappeared but reappeared in front of me. He said, “Are you ready to fight?” I yelled out
“Yes!” he said, “Are you sure?” I said, “With everything I have!” he said, “Ok! Then the voice
you hear, go to it! The power you need has always been there, you just needed to find it!” and he
stepped into my body. We became one again and I felt like I could be the real Superman.

The darkness started losing the fight. So, all the shadows combined to make one big shadow. It
was now or never to win this fight! As we both ran towards each other, I jumped up with a
powerful fist and hit the shadow which caused a big explosion that lit up the whole area.
Darkness was defeated! At the same time, I hear my son yell out “Daddy!” and I woke up!

I went through a lot mentally and physically. I entered the hospital weighing 233 pounds and I
came out at 162 pounds. I couldn’t walk or use my hands. I had to learn how to walk and use my
hands all over again. However, it didn’t take me long because I needed to be there for my son. I
pushed myself to walk again. Doctors said it would be about 3 to 4 months before I was able to
walk on my own. I told them to just get me to my son, and I will walk. Just let me go home to
my son. He needs me and I need him.

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I have never been away from my Buckaroo for more than a day and it was so heartbreaking to
find out I was away from him almost two months, but when I got home to see my son, I put the
walker down and I walked to him. It was a matter of a week, not months for me to walk. I mean
it wasn’t pretty, me walking like a baby duck, but I walked. Even though I lost precious time
away from my family, I'm still here, alive and kicking! I'm still dealing with a few issues like
nerve damage in my left leg and the right side of my face. I can’t feel from my check to top of
my head on the right side. Every now and then it will ich and I try to scratch it but not being able
to feel what your scratching will draw blood quickly. To this day, I have no idea how I can feel
the ich and not the scratch. It’s so weird.

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Also, some of my toes on the left side are numb as well. It has been challenging, but I'm alive
blessed and unstoppable! God must have other plans for me, and I’m so grateful my life is in His
hands.

 

Thanks to all my family and friends , my sister who left her life in Georgia to stay by my side each and every day thank you and I love you . My friends who came to visit I love you guys so much , thanks to you all because it your prayers the he answered that brought me back to you.

So I obtained some songwriting skills in my coma which I cannot explain that either,  I wrote a
song about what I went through and how blessed I am to be here with my family and all my
friends. I love you all.

This song is called Miracle. I hope you all like it and no it’s not me singing it. I have really kool
friends that help me out with this music stuff.

So, maybe one day I will be able to tell the whole story about all the nightmares while in a coma,
but as of now I just try to forget it and focus on moving forward.

Please keep this in mind, I am not a professional songwriter with years behind my back. I'm just a guy who writes songs from a dream that became reality. Anyway, check out my song Miracle!