My Comatose Husband Wakes Up Novels & Stories

Our eyes met and a smile was lingering on his lips. "Welcome back, love. I missed you." He whispered to me before planting a kiss on my forehead. "I missed you too, love." I whispered back, returning his smile before he pulled away and sat on the side of my bed. He started fidgeting with his phone which made my eyebrows furrowed. I just woke up from a two-week-long coma, as per what the doctor said to me, and here is my husband sitting beside me but is preoccupied with whatever interesting thing he has on his phone. I laid back on my bed and buried myself in the hospital blankets before I was engulfed by the green monster, I heard familiar voices that made my heart swell with joy and love. I

Through uneasy breath I dared to say, “There is nothing to worry about now, mom. My husband has regained his sanity and could live a normal life like every other man…” Mom interrupted me and stamped her foot on the ground, “You daughter of shame! Can you listen to your miserable self? Have you lost your sanity like your so-called husband? If you claim he has regained his sanity, where is he? Answer me! Everyone knows the most violent mad man is in a coma of no return. He is supposed to be dead by now…” “No, mom, stop this now!” I scolded at her and ate her up with my reddened eyes which couldn’t stop rolling at her , “My husband will survive the coma. Brian is going to surprise all of you wh

she asked eagerly to know. Both doctors nodded. Paris was so happy with the good news. "Your husband is in a coma and when he awakens there's a 50/ 50 chance that he might not be able to walk again for he fell pretty hard on his back and damaged his spinal card," said one of the doctors. Paris covered her mouth shockingly. "You can check on your husband now but when he wakes up, and in due time we allow you to take him home, he'll need a lot of attention."

Avery smiled awkwardly as she tried to make herself believe the man in a coma wasn't her husband, but her mind was telling her otherwise. Avery took some steps towards the man. She could see his eyes were completely closed, and his body was motionless. Even his breathing was shallow and slow. Seeing how white and pale his body was, Avery knew the guy wouldn't last a few months. “How are you supposed to spend your wedding night in this state, dear husband?”

He added, hugged Sonia to himself and slept off. The doctor came out of a ward to meet a man who was standing at the hallway. The man was in his early 50's judging from his look. "How far with my wife, doctor?." He asked the doctor. "She is still in coma, everything about her is fine but I don't know why she is not waking up and I don't think she would wake up at anytime soon." The doctor said and walked away. "Why is she breaking my heart by not waking up, I have been begging her to wake up since three months ago, I woke up three months ago. It was reported that I have been in coma for a long time. I could remember that we had an accident which was a plane crash.

"But didn't Ethan say that he would wake up one day?" Adeline was slightly stunned and looked at the man in front of him in surprise. He remembered that when he just came in, both Ethan and Culver were standing beside him. If it weren't for the people they were familiar with, why would she stay here alone? "Are you really—Christiano?" "It's real!" Christiano put ice on her face and looked at Adeline with gentle eyes! Adeline faced his husband who had suddenly woken up. She didn't know what kind of mood she should use to explain this!

As her sharp nails rubbed against my neck, she asked, "Why are you still keeping her alive? You're not still in love with her, are you?" My husband, Peter Crawford, crawled out of bed and then smoked a cigarette nonchalantly. He snapped out of his daze only when his phone rang. After taking a quick glance, he answered his phone attentively, "Mrs. Gibson, is everything okay?" When the woman heard how Peter addressed his caller, she got back to the side of the bed and blew air at him, titillating him till his breaths began to get a little heavy. From the other end of the call, my mother asked in a concerned voice, "Are you alright, Peter?"

Three days after my daughter was born, my husband was killed by a car while running to the store for some groceries. I was so devastated I passed out. When I came to, his funeral was already over, and a stranger was standing in my living room. "I'm your husband's twin brother. I'll be around to help take care of you and the baby." Later, I locked myself in the bathroom with his urn, sobbing uncontrollably, when I overheard his childhood buddies talking through the open window.

I said and he gave me a confused look and I giggled I'm sure I took him unaware. "Can you please let me finish. His girlfriend was gangraped seven years ago on the twenty third of september, that same night that changed our lives forever and she has been in a coma since then but when we went to see her last night she responded to my words, I can't seem to understand anything dad. I'm aware comatose patients see and hear what is happening around them but they don't move but what I saw last night was quite horrific, do you know she tried using her hands to demonstrate I felt she wanted to point at me but she couldn't" I explained while searching for answers in his eyes

"I am her husband." "She is alive but in a critical condition. She went into a coma and we don't know if she will wake up," I hear the nurse say. "What is the chance that she will wake up?" I asked the nurse. "I can't say but my guess is that she won't seeing that she is unresponsive." I take a big breath. This can't be happening. No! I won't allow them to give up on her. "If my wife does not make it out alive, you're going to wish your mother never opened her legs! Got it!" I yelled as I grabbed onto her shirt.