12/25/2007

- - MEMORIES ARE MADE OF THIS - -

- Between collecting vital stats and logging them into the Timberhill Hospital’s computer system, the two nurses at the ICU nurse station nibbled at the food on their Christmas lunch-trays.
- The smell of roasted turkey, cornbread dressing, and hot yeast rolls drifted throughout the ICU.
- When the smells reached Pearl’s bed. The neurons in her brain dispatched modest electrical impulses to her mouth and she began to salivate.
- Pearl woke up from her coma and coughed.
- Both ICU nurses, Louise Rencher and Robert Jenkins, walked toward her bed and stood, one on either side. Both nurses knew that coming out of a coma was confusing. Neither were surprised at what was said by either patient.
- Pearl opened her eyes and look at BJ and said "The turkey sure smells good Dad."
- In the bed next to Pearl’s, her words reached Doug’s ears and he woke up. He coughed a few times then opened his eyes.
- Louise turned to his bed. Doug looked at her and asked, "Why did you say Angel?"
- Pearl squinted her eyes at BJ and said, "Because that’s what you and Mom named me. Angel Barbara Collins."
- Doug looked at Louise and said, "Oh! I get it A-B-C."
- BJ muttered, "Ha! A-B-C. Well how about that."
- Then Doug and Angel (ex-Pearl), drifted into a normal sleep cycle, not into comas.
- BJ and Rencher smiled at each other, walked back to the ICU nurse station, and recorded that both patients simultaneously, came out of their comas at 12:34 PM December 25, 2007. It was a memory each would keep for life, and the story they would tell, when asked if they hated working on Christmas.
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- That's the latest from Sanonte, or Sanity
- G, December 25, 2007

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