Am I a Cat ?

It is not only a cat that has 9 lives, I must be running a close 2nd. Some people go through life without major issues, some people are subject to picking up bugs and viruses. Then there are people like me, not accident prone more a disaster waiting to happen.
My first memories consist of pending disaster and pain. At 5 years of age I fell while climbing on a skeleton of a bombed building. Broke my arm in 2 place’s, had the normal period of time in plaster. Only to find when they removed the plaster it had not set correct. They had to put me under, break my arm and again reset it.
I year after my recovery I ran out between 2 air raid shelters, into the path of one of the very few cars on the road in those days. Tried to stop but tripped and hit the side of the car and split my head open, beginning to think at an early age, I had a season ticket to the hospital.
In my teens, took a trip over the handle bars of my bike when the brakes locked. Bad enough but they had just resurfaced the road with loose chippings. My head came into contact with the road first and most of the chippings were in-bedded in my face. Major work needed to repair the damage done, now you know why I look like I do.
Started work at 15 years of age on a tug boat, the second week we were towing alongside a pontoon. One of the ropes parted as the pontoon went backwards and the tug went forward. I found myself trapped with the rope cutting into my thighs and the tow bar in my back. I had nowhere to go, but for the quick thinking of the first mate. Who snatched the emergency axe and sliced through the rope, otherwise I would have lost both legs. Left with a nasty gash on both thighs but still had my legs.
In my late twenties, married with a child and working at 2 jobs, the evening work was putting in central heating. Just about to finish up for the evening but had to cut some floor boards, picked up the circular saw. That's when it happened, I went rigid just like a plank of wood. My teeth also fused together and I was being electrocuted, tried to shout switch it off but with my teeth fused only a mumble came out. It seemed to last for ages before I clasped like a rag doll in a heap on the floor. I was taken to the hospital for a complete check, I was found to have a hole at the very end of my finger no blood but you could see the bone. I was told by the doctor I was one hell of a lucky guy, the electricity had lefty my body via my finger and had not gone through my heart.
Fast forward and in my sixties, on my way home from Scotland. My car went under the front and back wheels of an articulated lorry which was travelling at speed. It was not a case of seeing my life flash in front of me, I just had enough time to say goodbye world. I could not see a way out my life was about to end, then it went black. I came too sat in the driver’s seat of a mangled wreck of metal, the front of the car 100 yards up the road on fire. I managed to climb out through none existing windows, looked into the remains of the car. Only to see the driver’s seat was tight up against the metal of the front of the dashboard. There was no room for my legs ? How did I get out ? I stood in the middle of the road feeling down my legs then arms, to find the only damage to me was broken teeth. Both the police the ambulance crew all agreed, it was not luck but a miracle that I survived.
A couple of years ago decided to go swimming off the rocks in Sliema, dived in as was the norm for me. The whole of my body had not entered the water, when I came to a very sudden stop. I had hit a rock head on, did not pass out or drown, did not hurt my spine or end up in a wheelchair. Did however split my head open in 3 places, more stitches in my head which by now looks like a patchwork quilt.
My conclusion??? My God has been looking out for me, on each of these occasions he has saved me. I have to tell myself he has other plans for me, it is up to me prove that his faith in me is justified.