One day I woke up and I was in ICU. There was a flurry of activity, people rushing around -- and I was on the table. I sensed that the activity was focused around something that had happened to me, but I had no idea of how I had gotten to this point or what was really involved.
I could vaguely remember seeing what I thought had been "white" all around me, glass breaking, and then being thrown to one side of my vehicle. I felt like I had been suspended in air,....flying....but being held above the vehicle with my arms and legs extending out...maybe I was being held by my seatbelt. I saw all of this as though I was watching it on the screen (of my eyelids) because I don't really think I was concious...I have a vague memory of someone asking me "What happened?" and I remember a very dreamy response of "I don't know"....
There was more activity, I was in and out, but I have no other recollection of what led me to this point. I was back in the hospital. There were many people around, nurses, what seemed to be Doctors.....I dont recall my family being there at this point....I had lost track of what day it was, how many days or nights had gone by, and everything sort of ran together in a blur..... I do remember singing at night at the top of my lungs over and over, "Our God is an awesome God" ...I was just trying to keep my senses together and not completely freak out....later, my Pastor came in..not sure how many days had gone by...and he told me it looked like "Royce" was not going to survive.
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