Wake Up

Earlier in this journey, I would say things like, "well, if people can wake up from comas after 20 years, maybe Lou can return to us". I had this idealistic vision of miraculously killing off the tumor, and replacing all the dead stuff with stem cells that formed new transmitters or whatever it is that's now gone. And Lou would then just one day wake up and say something like "wow, did I have a strange dream!", and all would be back to normal. Simple, huh? But then, how DO people wake up from comas after so long, and if they can do that, why can't Lou one day "wake up", assuming, of course, that somehow the tumor disappears. Totally different, I know. The news just reported another person waking up from a coma after 19 years or some such. Can you imagine how strange that would be?? Sometimes I think that is what it is like for Lou, each and every morning, like waking up from a coma. He doesn't know where he is, what day it is, what month it is, etc. Today he was very anxious in the morning, talking in his sleep, tossing, turning, he could not calm down. I think a feeling of panic comes over him when he realizes that something is wrong...and he DOES realize something is wrong. The other day he said to me that he felt something is "missing"...that he has missed large chunks of time. When he says things like that, I think maybe he is getting better...that's a pretty astute thing to say, right? Oh Cathy, you are the one who is dreaming...wake up, silly girl, wake up.