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I would like to donate a law that in my life time, and another before me, have experienced. Its simple, really. Ironic luck. My father, on many occasions, as well as I, have been screwed out of one thing, and layed in bed with another. For instance, my father had bad diabetes. He lost most of the circulation in his left leg. Without knowing the full scale of this ailment, he clips his toenails. A small cut on his left big toe turns into Gangrene. Taking his entire toe, and stopping there. A week after his return home, he received a check for 3.2 Million dollars. From? A long lost Great Aunt whom he had never met. My story that backs up the Law? Well, I had severe emotional and mental illnesses, and trust me I was diagnosed with a hundred and one things. Nothing helped. One night I get real drunk ( B.A.C .165 ), and I walked home. I was crossing the street infront of my house, and WHAM. I got hit head on by a car going 35-40mph. I had no other bruises or breaks, other than two very bad concussions, a cut, and a minor fracture to my head. I was given an 85% chance of being in a Coma, 10% of waking with brain damage, and a 5% of waking without any long term Neurological damage. I woke up, ripped out my I.Vs and started yelling, and hollering for my cigarettes. When they did and MRI they found a Cyst the size of a meatball in my Third Ventricle. Basicly where you spinal fluid is produced. It had been there for an un assumed amount of time. It was blocking the flow of spinal fluid from reaching my spine. With the addition of the blood from the concussions, the spinal fluid was not able to reabsorb into my brain, causing it to sort of implode. The pressure kept building and building. The insurance company hassled us on paying for the surgery, so it took 3 months. Turns out this Cyst, was the cause of most of my problems. It had been causing pressure in my frontal lobes. Basicly where your emotions and decisions are made. So it wasn't working right. A perverbial monkey had thrown a wrench into the works. After its removal, I returned to my "normal" self. I am happy, vibrant, and fun to be around. Getting hit by that car saved my life, where it should have taken it. Even without the head trauma, the doctors gave me 5-10 years to live. This is just a small part of the curse of luck the males of my family have, so I dictate this law of nature:

Ruch's Law