The darkness lifts as they
wheel me out of the OR. I hear voices, but
I can’t tell if they’re talking to me or about me. I attempt to speak and lift my head, but quickly
resign. I really don’t have anything to
say. Plus, my head feels like it weighs
a thousand pounds. Hilari lightly
touches my left forearm and says, “They got 13 eggs.” I smile and drift into slumber.