I've been on this board for 17 years. In that time, I've survived:
Extreme swings in weight, never really achieving maintenance until last year.
After a surgical wound popped open May 2010 in a Chicago hotel room, I didn't know I bled all night until I woke up with the sheets soaked in blood. I was taken to a local ER.
Two car accidents, one of which gave me a concussion and the other one gave me a sharp stabbing pain in my left him. Had the (grrrr) who hit me in that one going 55 on a suspended license hit me square in the door, I'd have been killed. Instead he hit me in the driver's side fender, causing me to spin. I shook glass out of my dress after that.
3 rounds of sciatica.
Being taken from a race course while running due to dehydration. Twice.
All tied together with a depressed, bipolar, anxious, ADHD, addictive, trauma brain constantly screaming "F YOU I WON'T DO WHAT YOU TELL ME, MOTHER F'ER!"
Given that reason says I should have died a few years ago at best, I'm taking this time as bonus time and I've been playing with house money.