Apparently I was in a hospital or clinic of some kind, as my
body laid very still on the bed, I could hear voices at different times coming
and going. I guess they were Doctors,
nurses, etc…
I don’t even know how long I have been here? Or the time or
the date? I wonder what they are feeding
me. I hope they know I am on a
diet! This is insane! Why can’t I move my hands, toes, fingers or
open my eyes? ARRRRHHHHHHHH!
Wait, wait….finally…Tulips and Big Daddy are here! They will know I am in here and fighting to
come back! There is another voice, ah alas
it is a Doctor (I hope he is cute).
Hopefully he can shed some light on this whole messed up situation. He will tell them that I will wake up at any
given minute. That this is just induced,
or that it is temporary. It has to be.
Right?
Tulips takes my hand into hers, holds it on her heart. I can feel her heart beating rapidly and I
can feel her tears dripping onto my hand.
Big Daddy is standing next to her.
He is emotional as the Doctor explains that he has no idea as to how
long the coma will last. He also
explains that there is no long term brain injury, but that until I wake up he
won’t know for sure if there will be any lasting side effects.
He then asks if anything traumatic had happened to me prior
to this accident. Tulips and Big Daddy
ask the Doctor to talk out in the hall.
What the hell? Why are they going
outside? HELLOOOO you can talk openly in here, it’s not like I can say
anything!
HELLOOOO….. Hello…..Hello.
It could have been minutes, but seemed like hours before my
parents were back in the room.
They continued to sit vigil at my bedside. Talking to me, telling me how much they love
me, adore me, worship the ground I walk on.
They pleaded with me to open my eyes.
I wanted to say…..Hello, yeah I am in a coma here, I can’t seem to open
my eyes right now, I am out of order!
They eventually fell asleep.
Dam its quiet in here.
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