I don"t know what the doctor gave me, but it was strong. The next time I opened my eyes, the room was in darkness and I was alone. I didn"t bother to try and lift my head; I could vividly recall the pain from last time. Instead, I took in a visual summary of what I could see directly in front of me. The TV was on low, set to music. Funny, it wasn"t music I normally would listen to, but it was soothing, and I enjoyed it. I could hear the beeping of the monitors as they recorded my every heartbeat. At least I knew I was still alive. I closed my eyes for a moment, and I swear that my senses were tingling in a heightened awareness. I could smell things that I normally wouldn’t have noticed, and I was more aware of the noises outside of the room than what should be possible with the music from
