Life Support

 I hear my Lisa screaming my name, crying and begging me to wake up. I am at work. Or, where am I? I'm lying on a bed, I can feel that. But why is Lisa begging me to wake up? I can hear you Lisa. She tugging at my arms and pulling me gently. I'm pretty sure I'm not at work because I'm not putting on a suit. I hear low voices and some murmur. Is that Shelly and Matt? What are they doing here? Shouldn't they be at school? I don’t even know what time it is. Then I hear him come in, the doctor, with his steel voice. He introduces himself as Dr Matthews, the resident trauma doctor. I don’t understand what the hell he just said but now I know  that I'm in a hospital. How did this happen? Did my heart give out? I don’t think so. Then he dropped the bombshell. "Mrs. Jenkins, your husband is in a coma. His insulin shots has caused accumulation of ketone bodies in his brains, we will try to help him pull through, but there are no assurances. You'll just have to hope." Is this Dr Matthews high? I am here and I can hear you. I try to speak and prove my aliveness, but I can't open my eyes and my lips are slammed shut. Lisa holds me again and I try to move to hold her but my arms are just too heavy to lift. Am I really in a coma? But I can hear and feel even. The needle in my wrist, even the feeding tube in my throat through my neck. And I can feel the ear phones in my ear playing my favorite Whitney Houston's song, …. Time is passing slowly, or swiftly I can't tell. All know is My wife is now speaking calmly. She has said "Baby, wake up, please wake up for me" about eight times now and Shelly and Matt and joining in. Nurses, or whoever they are, come in at intervals to check a machine beside my bed, and with each visit there is this awful quiet. Then as she leaves, the same routine continues.
    As time pass, I can't tell how long, Shelly and Matt say their byes while Lisa stays.  I hear her yawn, so that means it's night. I also feel sleepy but I don’t know if I can sleep. Morning comes and the doctor comes again, comes beside my bed. Into the machine that kept humming, that's how I know it’s a machine, and as goes out, Lisa asks him "Do you think he'll be better, doctor?" and he says "No improvement ma'am, he's on life support but we'll keep monitoring his state for as long as possible." As long as possi… what! Doctor I'm fine, I just can't respond to whatever is going on around me. Seriously, I can still  hear as well as I normally do, can smell well. I even smelled the Turkey soup Matt brought yesterday, since the doctor said that using stimuli that I am very familiar with could give me a chance at regaining my consciousness.
 A long time has passed and, in this time I have been bathed, and a pasty mouth wash has been placed in my mouth to keep it clean. But today is different. Everyone is here again, Lisa, Shelly, Matt, even Jonas and Michelle, my parents are here. The doctor asked to see  all of them. He says the words that I have always dreaded and still dread until now. "Lisa, it's been 3months and we've seen no improvements in your husband's condition. I think you have to make a decision whether to keep him on life support or to terminate the life support." I'm going to die fool. Don’t listen to him Lisa, I'm here. She breaks down in tears and the doctors goes on "I'll give you time to think about it. I'm in my office when you need me." General sobbing continues. Then dad speaks saying how much he appreciates that Lisa has stood by me and up for the children in this  trying time. But that if he knows me well, he knows that I would not want to run my family into debt just to maintain my life in a situation that is not sure that I would recover from. Lisa agrees amidst sobs. Hello? You're mistaken dad. Yes, I don’t want to run my family aground, but I also don’t want to die. Who be the CEO of my just established transport firm? I'm just 41. I still got 39 more years to live till am your age.
   Oh shoot, Lisa agreed to terminate life support viz., terminate my life. It's a tough call to make but I support my wife in whatever she does as far as it is for the general good. I'm with you on this baby. Dr Matthews is beckoned and I hear him hand over something to Lisa for her to sign. Everyone starts to leave, crying but Lisa stays. She isn't crying. Nurses come into the room and I star hearing switches being flipped and machines being turned off. The feeding tube is extracted from my neck and the injection removed from my arm. I start feeling uneasy, but Lisa plants a kiss on my cheek, the last kiss, and says goodbye Tom.
I am calm, calmer than I ever have all my life. I think my eyes just opened and my muscles twitched. I  can see Lisa now. In the room is the steel voiced doctor and two petite nurses and buxom nurse. As a try to stretch out my arm to touch my wife, I begin to drift again. What's happening? My eyes closed my muscles grow numb for the last time,  I can't breathe. This is it, I see no white light as some people say or any flowers. I see nothing at all. All I know is I'm slowly drifting like am falling asleep. I try to fight it but it seems there is overpowering force on me. Please save m…