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Shown below are all of the chapters in Walking With Angels.  You will also find, at the bottom, excerpts from some of the chapters.  Please visit the Information page to find out more about where to purchase Walking With Angels or visit the Guest Book page to find out how to contact the author, J. Allen Jahnig.


 

Chapter 1  Who Is Your Leader?
One of many observations after the accident. 
The journey with angels, and Messages from angels.
Then, flashes back to establish history before the accident

Chapter 2  The Accident
Early morning in November 1989
Recounts accident on a cold, dark highway.
No less than nine miracles unfolded in the proper order, for me to be alive today.

Chapter 3  My Body Healed Long Before My Soul
The Emergency Room at the first of three hospitals
Later that morning-my family's turmoil.

Chapter 4  Separate the Sin from the Sinner
Flashes back to present, and observations and thoughts
I could not explain at that time. A revised focus.

Chapter 5  If I Could Only Wake-Up
After being airlifted to a second hospital,
What my wife found lying in a hospital bed…
with tubes coming from everywhere
At this point, my family had to look up to see the bottom.
November 25, 1989

Chapter 6  Being Focused
My father's role at the hospital, and his thoughts after the accident
December 1-5.

Chapter 7  When "Has" becomes Past Tense
My daughter sings to me while teary-eyed, but
I can't hear her. I do not even appear to know she is there.
December 7-8.
At this point in time, if I had not recovered satisfactorily by the end of April, 1990,  I would be discharged to a nursing home, very possibly for the rest of my life.

Chapter 8  If Only…
After recovery, a tribute to my four year-old daughter's courage, and my appreciation of blessings that were previously overlooked.

Chapter 9  Transfer back to Aberdeen, South Dakota
My condition after a month, upon transfer to a third hospital
Chest restraints, and a mitten so I can't pull out the tubes from my body.
December 11.

Chapter 10  Numbers Change
Transfer to a Rehabilitation Unit.  Still in a coma, but the
uphill journey begins. My wife's only wish for Christmases in the future, is just to be able to talk to her, "That would be enough."
December 18-22.

Chapter 11  Much Like a Pencil Eraser…
Christmas Eve, 1989, alone with my father in the third hospital
The only gift I could offer to my family-I did have the ability to swallow.

Chapter 12  All Energy is Derived from the Son
Remembering so much more than I wish to remember
Sorting it all out-What does this all mean?
A "cage of pillows" for a hospital bed.
December 29.

Chapter 13  We Have Reclaimed the Colors
More observations after my accident
The beginning of speech

Additional note:
Each chapter documents many other thoughts both before and after this accident.

Thank you.
-J. Allen Jahnig

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 14  "Had it Been Better, if I Hadn't Made It?"
Needing a wheelchair, moving my right arm
Showing promise that someday I may walk again
January 4-8, 1990

Chapter 15  Not Losing Sight
Becoming more mobile
A walker, then a large, 4-tipped cane with supervision
January 9-17.

Chapter 16  I Was Not Trying Hard Enough 
                      (by my standards)

Being held up to parallel bars, unable to hold on.
Like a whirlwind, learning to hold a pen again. Up to 133 pounds.
A day-pass to my home. Instructions were that "he must not be left alone."
Difficulty getting dressed
January 18.

Chapter 17  Proud, Fair, Memories
Memories, new observations, and blessings

Chapter 18  Humbleness Deserves Respect (-Editor)
Among feelings, "Please do not bury me with any more than the clothes on the cadaver. No rings, no watch, no jewelry of any kind…."
Testing my memory, shakes in my hand, and writing in my personal log, (-it was illegible)
January 19-21.

Chapter 19  One Can Only Look Back, 
                       If One Wishes to Thank

Using my right hand was painful.. I tried to overlook the pain, because the pain was my friend. Because with the pain, I knew that my hand was still there.
Observations of my children. My infant son and I both wore diapers.
Will this finally be my last bed wetting?
January 23-28.

Chapter 20  We Survive
Bending my knee…more pain.
Daring myself to shower. What we can learn from prairie dogs.
January 29-31.

Chapter 21  God Brings Focused Independence
Walking with cane, no supervision around my hospital room
Stairs? The promise from my physical therapist.
February 1.

Chapter 22  Never Dismiss Because not Visible, Nor Felt
The 'rubber chicken incident' -example that despite of it all, I was still willing to smile at life.
My wife tells me that even if I can not recover any more than right now, -that's OK with her. She couldn't ask for more.
February 3-8.

Chapter 23  Needs, Not Wants, Will Be Met
God's miracles of moving the discharge date closer, twice.
An overnight pass to my home.
From the third hospital, discharged to my home, after only 83 days of hospitalization.
February 10-14, 1990.

Chapter 24  The River Still Flows
The aftermath of discharge-real life, and-having to prove myself to everyone all over again

Chapter 25  The Lord Will Decide
Additional proofs to me that there really is a God
Observations-putting it all together.

Chapter 26  Truly A Miracle
Looking back to thank, and why I am doing this.
A humbled man, previously proud of distancing himself from
a possible God, finally gives into a "voice" from afar, and reads a Bible for the first time. I found 114 answers to what happened.  -All the pieces fit into place. I now know God is in control of my life.
Closes with yet another observation after the accident from a summer day in the Black Hills of South Dakota..

 


Excerpts

Chapter 11

     As I was fighting to break from the coma, John placed a pen in my hand, closed my fist, and asked questions of me.   A copy of John's log from December 27, 1989 follows:


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Chapter 18

     The legibility was worse.  I must have had almost continual shakes in my right hand.  Some letters in words I had to go over eight or nine times to get them as best as I could.   Most of these letters were still scribbles.


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Chapter 4

    Years after my recovery, or during the summer of 1994, my office was located in a building specializing in the treatment of cancer.   Many times I shared the elevator with a child without hair….
      ….I always prided myself on the belief that, “I can take it.”  Yet there was once... Once that I just could not handle it, when my office was next door to a physician who specializes in the treatment of children with cancer.   I was not trying to overhear, but the cries came through the wall.  I had no choice.  The young child’s tearful screams were, “Daddy, please do not let him do that again.... Please, Daddy...Daddy..  No.. Daddy..." The screams repeated over and over until I got up and walked out of my office.  After a few minutes, I came back, and the screams had stopped.
     During my walk, I experienced more compassion for another human being than I had ever thought possible. I experienced compassion not only for this child, but also for this father.... For a moment, I asked myself if I could cope in that situation. I asked myself if I would be able to handle it. I then asked myself how serious my problems were in comparison. I quickly came to the conclusion that my problems were unfounded. 
     

 

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