Given a 5% chance of survival, his family being told he would not live through the second night, the amputation of both legs and both hands a possibility, Brad overcame all odds. He credits his survival and recovery to Gods faithfulness, the never ending support of family and friends, and Doctors, nurses and therapists who treated and cared for Brad as if he was their only patient. You will not soon forget his story, and it will almost certainly affect how you live your life every day afterwards. Everything was all right. Now, I was lucky to be alive. At least, that’s what everyone kept saying. I wasn’t so sure.
The pain I was feeling told me otherwise. Besides, I could remember the entire incident. Nobody could live through that, I didn’t think. Most people don’t survive when they’re caught directly in the force of one explosion, let alone two. But that’s what I had endured TWO EXPLOSIONS. Why? How? Was I really even alive? It had taken only a second! In that second I had gone from a happy, healthy, athletic husband and father to a . . . what? “What am I now?” I wondered. “What will I ever be able to do?” And the most eminent question – “What laid in store for my family and me to recuperate from an unsafe act I had been involved in on the job?” The physical pain was bad enough, but the emotional trauma that began to accompany practically every thought would supersede even the worst of any of the physical trauma.
Never since the accident have I been able to take part in what had been my favorite hobby for almost 2 decades, distance running. Nor can I play any of the sports I had played my whole life. That’s okay. What matters is what I choose to do with what I have left. It’s quite a story to tell, and that’s what I want to do. Hopefully, to prevent anyone else from putting themselves, their families, friends and company through what I did. I inspire and motivate people to work safely every day for the right reason, one they may be over-looking. From personal experience I tell about the deadly combination of too much pride, improper perspectives and those ‘time-saving’ shortcuts. You won’t soon forget what happened “Just a Second Ago.”