My Comatose Husband Woke Up At Our Wedding Night! 소설 & 이야기

By noon, he would always make sure I observe my seista and by evening he will help me in my walking. I became a toddler taking her first steps. He lay by my side every night, professing how much he loved me and how he couldn't bear to loose me. I couldn't help but sob listening to him. I truly couldn't have asked for a more better husband. I loved this man so much. I was still very much distraught when the doctor informed both of us of the state of the other victim of the accident. He had suffered internal injuries and underwent surgery. He was currently in a medical induced coma. The doctor said it would last up to a week or more.

It was as if she was pleading with someone. After a few minutes of hearing her talk to no one in particular, I entered her room, I didn’t see anything there but she was still talking. I decided to ignore it despite the terror I was feeling at that time. Eventually, my husband came home and the night passed… It's now September.8, 2013, Sunday, around 5 am... I woke up to greet my husband a happy birthday but I was surprised that he wasn’t by my side anymore. I then thought of going to his grandmother’s room...

I could not accept this fate! Just as I was about to surrender, a clear voice broke through the desperate silence. "Doctor, we found the patient's husband! He's in Ward 302 with another pregnant woman." "What?" The doctor raised his voice in disbelief. "His wife is in critical condition, and he's keeping another woman company? This is outrageous!" I couldn't make out what came next as another wave of intense pain hit me, and I lost consciousness completely. When I awoke again, I found myself lying in a hospital bed, utterly drained.

Damn, the collision must have been intense. "I will go get the doctor," the nurse said, rushing out of my ward. I was still trying to collect myself when, just a few minutes later, the doctor walked in. She examined me and asked a bunch of questions, which I answered. When she was done, she said, "I will tell your husband to come visit. You have been unconscious for hours, and he’s been waiting for you." My husband? What husband? Could it be Steven? I mean, we are not married yet, but… we are close. And the accident happened near his house, so he must have seen me and brought me to the hospital.

Cold washed all over me and I went statue still as memories of that night suddenly assaulted me. Oh God no. "We went down to the city hall in Vegas on September eleventh and got married." He said. "The day of my wedding," I croaked, "But we were drunk. This can't be legal. This is crazy." "On that, we both agree," the man growled. I glanced down again to confirm his name, horrified that I needed a document to tell me my own husband's name. All i could remember from that day was grieving my hopes and dreams, playing rock paper scissors drink with a stranger and staggering out of the bar.

I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, to my comatose husband and then back to Ralph. “No, I don’t think so, we’ve got a pretty early start tomorrow.” “Oh, fair enough.” I was extremely disappointed to say the least. I’d waited my whole life for my wedding night sex, my Mother was in the very next room and now it looked like my husband wouldn’t be performing any time in the next several hours. That’s when I remembered Patrick’s erection pushing into my belly on the dance floor and the world’s most daring and foolish plan was hatched, fully grown, in my head.

"You've made this a little bit easier to bear." "I'm glad I could be here for you," I replied. "Remember, you're not alone in this Britany prayed in her heart that she find her kids and her husband wakes up from coma or else she doesn't know how she would live her life without her kids and husband. first Person POV with dialogues. 1000 words I sat by my husband's hospital bed, holding his hand tightly. He looked so peaceful, but I knew the reality of his situation - he was in a coma, and no one knew when or if he would wake up.

Was this some kind of joke? I had only been collecting that million-dollar salary for a month. I had not even made enough, but she had woken up. She could have stayed in that coma a little longer. I was not ready to lose my job. I was screaming inside, but I kept a straight face and stuck to the loyal-husband script. “B-Babe, you’re awake! That’s amazing. I’ll tell your mom right away.” Before I could move, Thea stopped me. “Stay right there.”

"Though I'm too tired for anything except sleep." "Thank God. So am I." He loosened his tie. "Best wedding night ever—going to bed early with my pregnant wife." "Romantic." "Practical." He pulled me close. "We have the rest of our lives for romance. Tonight, we sleep." But as we changed and climbed into bed, neither of us could sleep. "Married," I whispered in the dark. "Married," he confirmed. "Your son tried to crash our wedding." "And failed."

CAMILLE Life seemed to have been returning to normal before all this new mess. And what's worse? - it had to happen right before I resumed work. Now I am standing behind the host stand, and instead of focusing on welcoming guests and making reservations, I am worried about some gibberish my husband was spilling during the less than ten minutes period he recovered from his coma. When I had returned to the room with the nurse and found him unconscious again, I was terrified that this time he was really dead.