“Both your brains go batty when you’re together. “All the more reason to keep you two apart.” My dad was on a roll. “You nearly fell to your death! I think it’s fair to say that keeping her away from you is best for everyone, including you.” He was talking more than usual and for once I wished he’d shut up. “You were out in the woods in the middle of the night, breaking into private property,” said my dad.
“You’re not to contact her - no email, no phone calls - and she won’t be coming around when we go home. “We’re saying you can’t see Sarah anymore,” said my mother. I’ll transfer to the city and we’ll sell the house. If you can’t stay away from each other, we’ll move. “Then you’ll have to find a new friend,” Dad said. Mom took one look at me and I could tell what she was thinking: What kind of best friend nearly kills you? “We don’t want you seeing her anymore,” Dad said. But then I asked about Sarah and they both took deep breaths and got serious on me. Talking with them was nice at first, because they were truly happy I was okay. I took some rides in a wheelchair, and my parents started to talk to me.
I tried harder to stay awake after that because my head hurt and having my mom shout in my face made it hurt even more.Įventually they took most of the tubes out of my body (including the one that let me stay in bed to use the bathroom). My mom shook my shoulders and yelled at me and the smell of old bicycle tires went away. I began to fall asleep in the hospital bed. I’m afraid it will be awhile before you can walk on it again.” “Because we’ve surrounded it with a Big Bertha - a really big plaster cast. It’s amazing you’re alive and well enough to tell about it.” “If you want to be dramatic, then, yes, you’ve been in a coma. So you’ve been asleep - or, more accurately, you’ve been in an unconscious state - for about fifty-five hours.” “According to your chart you were nonresponsive when they found you at 12:45 a.m.
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