My bestfriend, who I have known for 15 years now, took it up on herself to come and visit me far from home on a Sunday at the hospital. It was my third and last day there. You see the thing is that insurance company feel that doctor are trying to keep patients just for money. You get the picture.

Two of our other friends came, too. One of them was in middle school and high school with my bestfriend and I. The other one, I had just met in the 2002.

They woke me up. They gave me a stuff animal and a card. As I was opening the card, my bestfriend lifted the cover off the dinner.
As well as she knew me, she said, ", isn't going to eat this." That is correct. My bestfriend knew I didn't like roast. All I wanted was macronic and cheese but they wouldn't give me that. I even ask for it.

I was so tired that I couldn't stay awake so my friends and my bestfriend didn't stay. They were going to but I wasn't well.

To find out your bestfriend had stayed right by your side in your unconscious moment as tears pour down her check as she held my hand until help came, that is a blessing. I have no memories of her holding my hand. She wanted to go with me into the ambulance but they wouldn't let her because she isn't a family member. I have no memories of that, either. You never ever knew the moment when people, who have hurt you the most, would be by your side. My bestfriend and I, we fought all through our elementary, middle and high school year. We were like monster tearing each other's hair but we were still going over each other's house to sleep or play. The day before the accident, she had drove me home.

Remember the saying: No man is an island

Written May 31, 2005.