By Kevin Barrett, Veterans Today Editor
Still finding it hard to believe I’m alive.
Three days ago, while I was bodysurfing at Sidi Bouzid beach near El Jadida, Morocco, a freak wave slammed my head first into the sand, rupturing a disc in my neck and leaving me temporarily paralyzed between my waist and chin. I flopped helplessly in the breaking surf for a few minutes that seemed like forever, gasping for air when I could, emitting brief and feeble cries for help, and using my legs to try to shove myself shoreward.
Totally underwater except during the rare moments when the current wave briefly receded, growing ever more bloated with seawater, I thought it likely I would die there…but kept fighting for life in hopes of seeing family and friends again. “Please God somehow save me from this…” Splash. Crash. Roar. Getting tumbled in the surf really sucks when you can’t feel or use your arms.
Fortunately the waves kept nudging me towards shore. Every now and then I could get my lips above the waterline, suck in a lungful of air, and try to scream for help.
Sounds like an authentic brush with death-- KB is good people; happy he made it through; his work isn't done here! God speed in his recovery.
ReplyDeleteNever body surf without surf fins. Rips currents can be deadly.
ReplyDeleteHopefully, Barrett cracked open a nice cold beer after this.
AFAIK, muzzies can't drink/smoke, or anything considered harmful to their bodies. KB seems quite devout, so guessing he's totally clean.
ReplyDeleteKnowing Scorpio, I'm sure he was taking a jab at barrett's religion with that beer comment. I thought it was quite funny when I read it.
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