But by 11am I was writhing in pain and had to call my doctor. She checked me over and said I seemed fine, but I had no blood tests and was sent home with painkillers. They made absolutely no difference.
I was in a medically induced coma during that time, and it felt like I was in a kind of purgatory. I was seeing medieval skeletons spiralling across my line of vision. One night, I had"woken up" in the dark and while I knew it wasn't a dream, I also knew I wasn't fully awake. I didn't have anything other than peripheral vision but I recall seeing a light travelling across my line of sight—doctors were probably opening my eyes and shining a light in.
I remember that I had a sense that before I could get out of this coma, I had to admit to something. I think it was understood that I wasn't guilty of murder but there was a requirement to confess. The doctors must have wondered what was happening, because I can remember crying out,"OK! I owe Emily ten pounds!"
I remember lying on the bed with my youngest son Ted when I first came home, he was sobbing and asking if we would ever be able to do certain things again. There had to be honesty there, because I just didn't know. We have adapted as a family but I still can't change a lightbulb or carry a cup of tea across the room.
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