It had been 16,320 minute, 272 hour, or 11 and a half day since my daughter accident, still, she is in coma. She is showing sign of reflect action; moving her arms and legs when gets pinch, open her eyes half way, twisting her body. She's still unconscious, but hopefully the doctor can wean out the drugs and she can regain consciousness by her own, we hope. No promising what so ever.
I stopped crying after 7 days, no more tear to cry. Fighting my way into the crowded visitor room, gather some couch, chairs and table. I sleep there during the night so I can catch the doctor in the morning then go home. I can see her anytime I want. Many of her friends and my friends had stopped by all day. Many had dropped off dinner. I had my moment but the anger had subsided but the fear of the unknown had set in. What if, what if, what if.
Let's pause our lives for a minute, give your love one a hug, tell them you love them, because you will not know what will happen in the next minute. next hour, or next day. Group hug everyone.
Thanks for all the kind words, pray and encouragement.