Beep... Beep... Beep ....
The sound of steady monotone drone of the life support machine. My life support machine.
You see it's been a long time that I've been here, lying completely dead to the world. To be honest I don't know why I'm here and not doing what normal people do. I really want to open my eyes, you know, to be able to communicate.
There's this lady. I think she's my mum... Comes in everyday without fail, telling me she knows I'll pull through and then praying for me that I will be restored back to full health. Whoever she is, she is really dedicated to me.
The other voices keep saying I've been here for six months and it's time to give up. That I'm taking up time and resources that could be spent on someone who needs it more, not a cabbage. But I'm telling you I'm getting better, These voices they're becoming clearer each day, it's only a matter of time before I'll wake up. Just you wait and see. I'll open my eyes and I'll remember everything, who I am, what I look, where I come from... You know basic things really.
I've had a lot of time to think while I've been here and the truth of the matter is, no matter how much I try to concentrate, I just can't remember anything. I guess that's what's making me so determined to pull through. I need answers to my questions.
