Mrs. Deborah D. reports on her mother’s coma.

“It was a bit –  my brother wanted to go to her, but I couldn’t. So I stayed behind a bit, and then he just told me: you have to go, she needs you. Like, put yourself aside a little bit, your person and go. But for me it was too much to see her like that. So I went in and I was like, okay, so she was in a coma. All I remember is that we told her, we talked to her, thinking that maybe she could hear us. We didn’t really know. And then my brother said look, and then she was crying, she had a tear. So afterwards, it still moves me to think about it. But did she hear us or not? We don’t know. Or was it just the tear fluid flowing like that, because it must be flowing, I don’t know. Anyway, it was loud. We were just telling her that we know she’s going to come back, so there you go. So the next day, she came back. We were told that they had to do some more tests, to see if she could communicate. So she was entubated, she remained entubated for several days, because they couldn’t remove it, because as soon as they removed it, the heart gave out, well it wasn’t working. And she was able quite quickly, I think two days later, I don’t know, to write on a tablet. Well, to write in a way, you really had to decrypt. Well, I work in a pharmacy, so I’m somewhat used to doctors’ writings, but still, she had her head.”