Dwayne was a positive man. He could never be accused of having negative mindset.

However, Dwayne was a sick man. Necrotizing fasciitis had taken a grip on him, and his prognosis began to look worse and worse.

After a few days of intense medications and surgery every 24 hours to clear away the dead tissue, he slowly began to improve.

“You know guys,” Dwayne said, chatting to a few techs a few days later; “They told me I was one day away from dying!” “I wasn’t worried though, I’m sure they say that to everyone.”

No; no they do not Dwayne.