I slipped in and out of consciousness for I don't even know how long, but it felt like an eternity. Each time I gained a little bit of consciousness, everything looked hazy and I felt like I was in some kind of trance. When I finally regained full consciousness, I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt so damn heavy.
After several failed attempts, my eyelids slowly fluttered open. As soon as the sunlight hit them, I had to immediately shut them for a second. The next time I opened them, I blinked a few times to help them adjust to the light, then I looked around.
I appeared to be in a recovery room in the hospital. I noticed right away that Zach was hunched over with his head resting on my hospital bed, and my momma was sprawled out on a loveseat. They were both
