Before I knew it, I was once again being whisked down the hallways at the new hospital into an even bigger room, one that, unbeknownst to me, would be my home for what would feel like a long, long time.

As I sat up I turned my head to the side, but immediately straightened it again when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my neck.

All of a sudden, my right hand was dead, unplugged, and my left was definitely not working right.

A blur. That’s what it felt like to me