Coma

The doctor had a worried face. He asked me how I let it get this bad, and how I could be so stupid. I really can’t remember… I tried to tell him I was sorry, but I don’t think I could speak. He says I should sit. Sitting hurts my soul. He says I should lie down. Lying down is scary. Somehow I’m more dizzy lying down too. Just lie down and sleep… It feels like I’m slipping into a coma. So at first I fought my exhaustion. Until a coma started to not sound that bad. Maybe I would wake up a few months from now. And everything would be ok. But no, I was going to wake up tomorrow. And the nightmare will start.