[Hugh R]

1976, I was on my 10-speed in Boston, at night, a taxi took a left turn in front of me and t-boned my bike and me. Left me for dead. Never did find the taxi. The right down handled bar went into my bag and came out around my navel. I remember the impact, but nothing else. I woke up a few weeks or so later in ICE at Mt. Auburn Hospital in Cambridge, MA. It was a Catholic Teaching hospital. [I'm not Catholic] I was told I was given the Last Rites, twice. I apparently lost so much blood and didn't have a pulse, I was clinically dead. I still remember nothing from the post-accident, until a few weeks later, when I woke up. No memories of clouds, angels, nothing. I lost my right nut,and they re-attached the left nut and I lost several feet of intestine. BTW, I was told I'd never have kids, I have two naturally conceived wonderful healthy kids and my gut works pretty well.