Raising for Physical Therapy

My name is Chris Medina and I just had a stem cell (exosomes) procedure done 11/21 to fix the damages my TBI caused and my family have hope that it will help improve my life, well so do I. For this reason, I am going for therapy to Project Walk NJ. Unfortunately, Medicaid and Medicare won't pay for this. This is my story.

On December 21st of 2013 Saturday afternoon, I was coming back from the gym with my friends. We were talking about putting a hotel party together that night. We ended up deciding that we are, so I then went home to get ready. After I got situated, my other friend called me, told me about how he would start his night and he was having a party for his birthday. So I called my friends that I made the hotel plans with and change our party plans at the hotel. "big mistake" So I finish getting situated and then I started playing with nephew for 20 minutes. I tell him I have to leave and he says don't leave tio but I left the house anyway."big mistake " After I leave, my mom's boyfriend leaves the house too and he’s going to pick up my mom from the bus stop. He’s across the street going the same way I’m going and we get to the block of the bus stop simultaneously. I wait with him just to see her and talk to her. So 5 minutes later, she gets off the bus and I tried to scare her but it didn’t ‬work. ‪We talk before we part ways, I tell her I love you, she says I love you too be careful and I responded I always am. So I make my way to the liqour store, get what I had to get and head to the party. I get to the party and I don't know how long it's been since I been there. I see my friends brother there, we talk for a while and he trades me 2 glass bottles of beer for 2 of my can beers.  Suddenly an outburst happens outside and my friend runs back in the house. “Call the boys!” He said. So I did and I’m drinking my way outside. “another mistake " I find out it’s a bunch of guys trying to crash their way in. I try to talk to the guys, trying to avoid future actions but this one guy begins to argue with me. One thing leads to another, he tries to punch me but I was quicker and hit him with the bottle.  His group then turned to me and started to chase me, I ran down the block. I turn between two cars, making a left. "huge mistake" I slowed down to make the turn but the guy caught me. He stabbed me twice on the left side of my stomach and chest, punctuating my lung and piercing my heart. "I should have been dead but I wasn't" I was bleeding, still running and and ran to the police station since the police were the ones that can help. So I get there and they were then asking me questions because I looked nervous and I also was bleeding but I didn’t know that yet. “I have asthma!!!” I yelled. I then looked down saw blood, I collapsed right there and then. So they rushed me to the hospital, into surgery and the doctors stitch me back ‬up‪. After surgery, I wake up like nothing occurred but I then went unconscious once again. While I was unconscious, I suffered multiple seizures, 4 cardiac arrest and died 3 times. (They obviously revived me, I wouldn’t be here writing this lol) The doctors didn’t predict anything good for me while unconscious, they asked my mom if she wanted to pull the plug. “ I brought him into this world and only GOD can take him out. “ she responded. (Well she didn’t, I mean I wouldn’t be writing this if she did lol) So the forth cardiac arrest caused this tbi, the distinction, I think it’s my terrible realization but that’s not the end though. There’s more, much more the turning point just begun.‬