On May 8 relief finally came. The pain was paused, never to restart again. I felt cured. Then I heard it.
The heart monitor had stopped beeping. My heart wasn't beating.
I could feel my wife grab my paralyzed arm with her sanitary gloves and begin to sob.
I wasn't dead. I felt alive. More alive than ever...but I couldn't move.
I watched the doctor take the cloth and cover my face. I tried to scream but I couldn't.
What was this?!
It definitely wasn't death.
