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She woke up last night.  That’s how I know none of this is real.  Nearly two years in a coma and she’s back.  I should have taken her off the machines sooner.  Perhaps it’s because she wasn’t receiving enough nourishment anymore.  Either way she doesn’t recognize me or apparently herself....

Even the weakest state of comfort is merely a waiting room for inevitable pain and chaos. My clinic was safe,  it was stocked and we had power.  I could keep her on the feeding tube and IV’s.  The coma was carefully regulated.  I never thought I’d miss the sound of...