|This is the only photo taken of me at All Saints Healthcare. It was snapped on the day of my transfer, five days before my awakening.|
Soon, a priest appeared and told me, "God is good," as I've written about before. My mom, who is also an atheist, was trying to be polite when she allowed him to come to my side. I, in turn, acquiesced with a slight nod of my head when he as asked me if he could pray for me. It made me feel extremely uncomfortable. Thankfully, he soon left.
Eventually, Keith had to go home and scarf down a quick dinner, then catch a few hours sleep...as he'd been doing for the previous six weeks.
*SfMCR stands for Scenes from My Coma Recovery. This post is part of a continuing series of vignettes from my recovery.