21 days later, I woke up from the coma on the day my father passed away three years prior, if that’s not heartbreaking enough… You know you always hear weird random stories like that where the dad passed away but the daughter survived but truth be told at this point in my life, I was no where near close to being the person I should be and my father deserved life way more than I did… These are thoughts that have gone through my head, but, not until later (my Daddy was fabulous, but, I am a daddy’s little girl 🙂 ), at this point when I woke up, I wasn’t able to vocalize or remember things.
My Momma authorized the nurses to trap me into a net bed, it entrapped me like a cage, like a monkey, so, I climbed it like a monkey. 🙂 I remember seeing my baby girl for the first time in this bed, she was nervous seeing me at first, then, she realized her momma was still her momma when I started sticking my fingers through those stupid net holes, I remember her little two year old giggle and her white blonde hair and that big old smile, yep, I was going to recover for that little girl. Kensie deserved a Momma.
Well…. There’s more hospital story to tell and recovery story to tell but until Part III.
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