I opened my eyes to find I'm lying flat on my back on a strange bed. Everything I see is unknown except for my family gathered around the bed looking down at me. I have no idea where I am or what day it is. I try to speak but I can't make a sound. I try to remember what happened, but my thoughts are foggy. I move to reach for my face, only to find my hands are tied to the bed rail. My family tries to calm me as memories start rushing back of collapsing at home. Tears begin to fill my eyes. My daughter wipes them away because I can't. This is my story and how I began to understand why this happened. Where had I been during the five days I lost? Why couldn't I remember anything past collapsing at home except for a dream ...or was it a dream. For the past several years with help of family and friends I've been trying to fit together all the pieces. One thing I am sure of is I was Comforted From Heaven.
