Saturday, November 15, 2014

Breathe

One of the first things I remember after we arrived at the hospital was that Paul had just made it through surgery. They drilled a couple holes into his skull, over on each side, to release the fluid pressure inside his brain. The doctor said he was in a coma and that best case scenario was that he would live maybe 10 hours. My mom, my older sister and I were in shock. I don't remember any of us saying a word until that 10 hours was up.

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