Blood Donation Saves Lives

Rocket Ships 

January 22, 2014 at 11:01pm

The first few days after waking up from my coma were definitely interesting. I had very little movement of my body and reality meshed with my dreams. I had a hard time distinguishing what was real and what wasn't. I got pretty close with one of my male nurses who typically took care of me at night. Seemed like we had a connection because we both have children. I wish I could remember his name but I plan on seeking him out when my wife and I go back to the hospital to visit. I remember asking him every night where we were going? He would ask me what I was talking about. I told him we were on a rocket ship and every night we would blast off to a new destination. (i had some wild dreams and thought we flew to a new destination based on my dreams.) He always asked me if I knew where I was. I'd say sure, we are on a rocket ship. He'd say, "no, we are in a hospital and you have been very sick." I would smile at him and wink, then say, "suuuure" and then whisper to him, "i know we are on a rocket ship." He finally broke down and played along with me and together we would blast off into space........ He was an amazing nurse. I told him he was a great friend and that I appreciated everything he did for me. The issue I have is, he was also in some of my crazy dreams. I just hope he was real......