Ok, so I’ve been with Mara for almost the last week, straight. I’ve taken time off from work, and have only left for certain necessary errands, or when my mom locked her keys in the car on Thursday. Basically, I’ve been gone 8 times, 20 minutes at the longest in the last 6 days…and now that she’s finally awake, I’ve noticed two trends – one marvelous and one disturbing.
First, I heard her voice for the first time in our 4 years of dating…it was so surreal, so beautiful. To describe it would be as trying to grasp a gentle breeze – futile, yet soothing. Don’t get me wrong; I’ve loved her all along. But hearing her is…well, it’s like going back and watching Michelangelo paint upon the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. You can still see it, but you just kinda had to be there.
Second, I’ve perused the visitor list a few times since we saw that Jackson came while I was away helping mom Thursday night. Mara’s had family visit several times over the course of her stay – she’s been here for so long because she keeps slipping in and out of this coma-like state. At first, I thought it was my fault, because it seemed to happen when I left. But some strangers have been making regular visits – in fact, I now believe her unconsciousness to be strictly on their hands.
Les Nogan and Nan Gelso – three visits each, and a Sloan Gen who has been here another two times. The nursing staff said they claimed they were friends from work, and that “they were sorry they missed me, but they’d catch me later.” At first, it was confusing, but then I couldn’t stop thinking about the names. Then I wrote them next to each other and compared them. Then I had to stop thinking about it.
They are the same. Some…sick person…is dressing up like different people just to get into Mara’s room. Messing with someone on the internet is one thing. Sabotaging Mara in her own hospital room….
I’ve never been a strong person. I’ve never stood up for myself. But if you touch her again, I’ll shove my foot so far up your ass, you’ll be defecating through your ears. Bet on it.