My parents came to see me everyday, all the way from Huddersfield on the bus/train. My work had done a collection and raised over £300 pounds!!.
Also the weekend before my accident i had just done an absail for the Lord Mayors Appeal and that week i received a letter and a bunch of flowers from her, i was well chuffed and showed them off.
The nurses came rushing in to help me, but all the way to the ward I was convinced I could hear them whispering, 'do you think she remembers what happened, you will have to keep an eye on her'.
I even rang my mum; this was 9pm and told her if she didn’t get over there straight away I was going to call the police. She of course told me I was hallucinating and to wait until tomorrow, but in the mean time stick my fingers in my ears and close my eyes.
I did this and only opened them once during the night when a light came on in a bed across from me, as a male African nurse was giving a patient her meds. (That’s what happened in the real world) what I saw was the nurse come in pull the curtain round the patient and begin putting candles and voodoo stuff around her bed and begin chanting. At this point I think my sanity kicked in and I stuck my fingers in my ears once more. In the morning I had a lot of apologising to do.