The hospital

I do not remember being transported to the hospital but there I was in the Intensive Care Unit. I was heavily sedated with medication. I was on a respirator and unable to speak. I tried to move my arms and legs but I couldn’t. I felt like I was trapped under a house or something that heavy. I did not know how bad I was injured. I thought maybe after a week or two I would be discharged from the hospital and go home and things would return to normal. When my status was changed from critical to status I began to recognize my family who was by my bedside. They wanted to know what happened. Still unable to speak, I could only blink my eyes when I had to respond to what they were asking. After observing my family presence and the fact that I was alert, it was time for the doctor to deliver the devastating news.