"I would always wonder if the poor souls stuck in a coma knew what was going on. Would they still be able to hear all the beeping sounds of their hospital room, filled with numerous machines that kept them somehow alive? What about the suppressed cries of their family members who still couldn’t face the reality of the situation? Would they hear all the ambulances wailing and screaming for the dying they carried within their wombs? Or would they hear angels singing to them, comforting them with their melodic tunes?
Now, if they could hear, they would probably be able to think…or at least I would hope so. They would suffer so much, hearing their family cry and despair hearing the doctor say that it was impossible to tell if they would wake. Would they even be aware of what was going on? Maybe they thought it was all a long, long dream that they couldn’t seem to get out of. A boring dream. Or a scary dream, where they were unable to change or do a single thing, not even move? Mainly, I think, it would be a sad dream.
But what if they didn’t think about those things? What if they remembered special moments that took place a long time ago…only happy things? Maybe they were thinking about a childhood pet they had that sadly passed on, or their wedding day. What if it really was like a dream, after all, where they would imagine that everything was possible. I think I would like that the best. Yes, that would be the best.
I wouldn’t want to hear, feel, or think. Just dream."
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