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The story of a brutal shark attack that cost a woman her arm and much of her leg, and her death-defying recovery.
0202One of the most dreadful experiences humans fear is a shark attack. This horrifying agony is exactly what happened to Nicole Moore. Surviving gruesome misery, including the amputation of her left arm and attempts to rebuild her disfigured leg, she fought on to become a source of inspiration for those facing seemingly insurmountable challenges.1302Peter Jennings is an author of fiction and non-fiction books (pjauthor.com) who ran a marketing agency in Toronto for several years before turning to writing full time. He lives in Muskoka, Ontario, where his monthly TV show Be My Guest features in-depth interviews with interesting personalities.
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Introduction Can There Be a Greater Fear? 
Chapter 1 Emergency in Mexico!
Chapter 2 There's Moore to Life 
Chapter 3 The Great Mexicali Adventure 
Chapter 4 Point Of No
Chapter 5 The Shark Attack 
Chapter 6 From All Angles 
Chapter 7 Struggle for Mexico 
Chapter 8 Adiós Cancún! 
Chapter 9 Struggle for Canada 
Chapter 10 A Portrait of Courage 
Chapter 11 Confronting Amputation 
Chapter 12 Restoring Trials, Tests, and Tasks 
Chapter 13 Gotta Love ’Em 
Chapter 14 "And Now, the News…" 
Chapter 15 The Lunnie Bin 
Chapter 16 Life The New Normal 
Chapter 17 Keep Moving Forward 
Chapter 18 There's Moore to a Life Resumed 
Nicole“s Blog 
Acknowledgements 
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2302Chapter One
Emergency in Mexico

Nicole stands on the quiet sands at the Cancún resort, staring out at a calm ocean of turquoise beauty. Her mind darts back to months earlier when events on this same beach changed her life in a way few people would have the courage to confront, let alone survive. Even she wonders how she’s pulled through.
The beach is eerily silent. The hush is somewhat overwhelming, a bit sinister.
Is the quiet because it’s off-season, with fewer people enjoying the posh vacation destination? Or do the few guests know of her circumstances? Perhaps they are keeping their distance, allowing her time and solitude, out of respect.
Soon the camera crew that has followed her out of Toronto to Mexico — uninvited — will be there to record the compulsion she feels she cannot facing her fears head on. Nicole Moore is determined to step into the Caribbean Sea at the exact spot where she was attacked months before. She will master the influence that has become the ruler of her existence.
But the silence is undermining her resolve.
A small silver fish suddenly breaks the shallow surface, the unexpected splash causing her neck to jerk back. Off in the distance she hears the muffled howl of a siren. She blinks her eyes, shaking her head to banish the memory of the fateful ambulance ride that only months ago was truly a race against time. That very phrase can be a little over the top, but in the case of Nicole Moore being rushed to Hospiten Cancún on the afternoon of January 31, 2011, nothing could have been closer to the truth. She was as near to death as anyone could be. Minutes — seconds — mattered.
Her body scarred and deformed, missing her left arm and much of her left leg muscles — painful realities she is forced to endure every waking moment — Nicole shuts her eyes. Her mind summons up that earth-shattering day where she had to cope with a treacherous ambulance journey, strapped to a backboard that was not well secured, flapping about as the inexperienced driver tackled the mounting bumps in the road, while paramedics struggled to find any blood pressure reading at all. This was the point when Nicole realized she had probably reached the end of her life. She was racing to the hospital less and less as a survivor, more and more as a fatality.
Her memories take over. She is propelled back to feeling the fear in her gut, the helplessness, and especially the frustration of that terrible day. She begins reliving the experience of horror in a surreal manner. She’s back in the ambulance. She’s being hurled about. She’s recognizing that her body has started to shut down peripherally. She’s already lost 60 percent of her blood. Her skin is ashen gray. Circulation has slowed to her legs, arms, and hands, and her organs are shutting down. She fights for each gasp of air; there isn’t enough blood left to make her lungs do their job. And she knows that in the fifty minutes since she’s been attacked and severely wounded, little anyone has done has seemed to help.
As an experienced nurse, Nicole knows her situation is bad. Really bad. She understands she has mere minutes left in her life. Only her heart and brain are functioning now, and they are down for the count. Once her heart checks out she’ll have maybe two minutes before brain damage sets in.
And then death.
At home they’d call her condition “critical, life threatening.”
But the young ambulance driver comes through, making it to the hospital, where staff members...