56. Comatose

Sebastian

It has been almost 2 weeks since Elena’s accident, and she still has not woken up. Her MRI scan this morning showed the swelling on her brain has gone down, so now it was technically a waiting game. She was breathing on her own now at least and has shown signs of early responses to light and touch. But that was about it. My son, who I haven’t named yet but who the nurses have started calling Lucky, has left his incubation chamber and I finally got to hold him. There is no other feeling than that of holding your child for the first time. The absolute love and adoration I felt just multiplied - Elena and my love created this. This precious little boy was ours.

“How is my son doing today?” Isaac’s cheery voice follows his boisterous entry into the hospital room. He leans in to give me a hug and I chuckle and shake my head as I usually do when I see him. He was such an odd yet refreshing person to be around. The comp