Shayna
I didn't feel like I was still in an out-of-body experience or in another realm watching my existence flow by me like I was sitting still. I felt like I was me. I felt alive. Tired and weak but alive. I could hear a rhythmic beeping and an occasional squeeze on my arm that told me I was still in a hospital room. I couldn't open my eyes still. No matter how I tried. I couldn't move my arms or my legs.
It was as if my body refused to cooperate with my brain. Maybe I was dead. But the surrounding voices told me otherwise. I felt the occasional brush of a wet rag against my skin. I felt the sting of the IV in my arm. My wolf was dormant within my soul but I could finally feel her there again.
I felt the sensation of a brush running through my hair. Gentle and careful of every wound
