Luke's Diary: An Unlucky Man In A Zombie Apocalypse. Entries 957 - 1157

Entry 1064: Monday 26th August 2019

Entry 1064
Monday 26th August 2019

Still no change.

Auntie Meryl is still in a coma, and the Doctors keep occasionally popping in and out of the room to check on her. They told me that no news is good news and that whilst she isn't showing any signs of deteriorating, she also isn't showing any signs of improving. I asked one of the Doctors how long she could be in the coma for and they said it was like asking how long is a piece of string. I'm actually starting to feel annoyed at the Doctors. I know they've helped Auntie Meryl and performed surgery on her, but they're just not telling me anything or actually DOING anything useful, from what I can see.

I'm just sat here looking at Auntie Meryl and feeling totally helpless. I hate this. I f*cking hate it! How long do we carry on like this!? Poor Auntie Meryl is just laid there all wired up to these machines like some sort of cyborg. Her face is bruised, her complexion's pale, and she just looks like some sort of vegetable – a shell of a person. There's got to be something else I can do. Something more these Doctors can do rather than just walking in and out of the room.

In the afternoon, a nurse walked in and fiddled around with the medical machines and checked on Auntie Meryl. She then gave me a smile and started to walk out but I stopped her. I was feeling so angry at this point. "Is that it then?" I snapped, throwing my hands in the air and giving the nurse a stern look. "Sorry?" said the nurse. "All you lot do!" I loudly snapped, "Is plod in here, push a few buttons, twiddle a few nobs, look her over, flash me a smile and then plod out again. I mean, what are you actually doing!?" "Luke," said Naomi, as she put her hand on my shoulder, "They're doing the best they can." "Are they!?" I loudly said, "Are they really doing the best they can!? All I see are people coming in and out of the room and pushing a few buttons. How the F*CKING HELL IS THAT THE BEST, IN ANYONE'S BOOK!?" "Please calm down," said the nurse. "DON'T F*CKING STAND THERE AND TELL ME TO CALM DOWN YOU PATRONISING B*TCH!" I loudly and angrily shouted. The nurse looked horrified. "LUKE!" snapped an angry Naomi. I turned round and looked at Naomi with sorrow all over my face. "I just don't want her to die," I said, which was immediately followed by me falling to the floor and bursting into hysterical tears. Naomi joined me on the floor, put her arms around me and held me as I sobbed.

I later calmed down and apologised to the nurse for having a go at her. She was very understanding and really supportive. I'm not sure I'd have been so nice if I was her. I don't know what I'd do if Naomi wasn't here. She's really keeping me together at the moment.

Come on Auntie Meryl... Wake the f*ck up...