I Was In A Coma. My Sister Tried To Take Control Of My Medical Decisions

one else was there.

I remembered trying to move.

Trying to scream.

Trying to tell them I was still inside.

“I heard them,” I said. “Not everything. Not every day. But enough.”

Vanessa stared at the table.

I looked at the judge, not at her.

“I heard my sister say the hospital needed to stop giving my military team updates. I heard my mother say she didn’t continue reading …