A Thanksgiving Miracle

Part 3

As I clung to the pole, the breeze increased. I felt the biting cold through my wet clothing and the frigid water rushing by. Time held no meaning for me. All I knew was that I was going to hang on until I had no strength left.

I was scanning the darkness when I saw lights advancing in the distance. I shouted, “Help! Help! I am over here. Please save me.” One never knows how one will react in the given circumstances. The advancing men shouted, “ Keep yelling so we could find you.” Naturally, I did as I was told.

Finally, the police officers and paramedics were on the shore directly across from me. The officers asked if I could swim to them. My answer should have  been a resounding no, however, the word came out rather feebly. I had very little strength left.Two officers put their jackets and belts on the grass and swam out. They gently pried my hands from the pole, supported me, and when we reached the marshy bank, asked if I could walk. I answered that I would try. Slowly and painfully, I walked with assistance to the paramedics who were waiting to care for me. Two paramedics helped me to lie down on a backboard. I was strapped in and a cervical collar was placed around my neck to prevent further injury.

I was so comforted by the presence of the officers’ and paramedics’ friendly and caring demeaner that I relaxed completely.  I was now under the care of skilled attendants.

So great was my gratitude, I repeatedly thanked The Lord and my heroes for my miraculous rescue.

To Be Continued