Forgive me as I am stupid
but I would have thought that the bullet in her neck would have rendered her unconcious and even if she did regain conciousness,I doubt it would have been for very long.that is my opinion anyway. Was the bullet fragmented? Or was it as the pathologist stated,that it was just mis-placed tissue?
If it wasn't possible for a person to revive following a soft tissue injury to the neck and to move and function afterwards then I doubt that I would be here today, Lady C, though it wasn't me that was injured.
My father and a friend of his were both very seriously injured by a bomb blast while fighting during WW2. My father's injuries included many pieces of shrapnel embedded in, and protruding from, his neck, back and legs and he was peppered by a large number of small shrapnel wounds extending from his neck to his legs. My father's friend's face head, neck and eyes sustained the worst of his shrapnel injuries and he was blinded by the blast.
Both men, who bled profusely and were knocked unconscious, were mistakenly left for dead by their retreating unit. When they regained consciousness, some time after their unit had left, my father and his friend realised that they had to get urgent medical attention. Thank God, they somehow managed to drag themselves to abandoned army vehicles until they found one which was drivable. With my father unable to walk or drive and his friend unable to see, but able to move his arms and legs, my father navigated the vehicle while his blinded friend drove for some distance until they eventually found help.
Both men survived - just - they both narrowly escaped dying from their injuries. They each recovered to live relatively healthy lives. Though pieces of shrapnel had to be periodically removed from my father's body for 19 years after the war. He died in his 40s of unexplained liver and other problems which my mother believed were due to complications caused by the shrapnel from that bomb blast some 19 years previously.
I still get a lump in my throat when I think of the courage of my beloved father and his friend. We humans have remarkable reserves of courage, determination and endurance when these are needed, Lady C.