Thirteen Days Ago

Twelve days ago I was so close to dead that the doctors wouldn’t tell my parents anything.

Eleven days ago machines were keeping me alive.

Ten days ago I regained consciousness.

Nine days ago I moved out of intensive care.

Eight days ago I pissed on my own.

Seven days ago I cried for hours.

Six days ago I was suicidal.

Five days ago I came home.

Four days ago I drove for the first time.

Three days ago I went out.

Two days ago I felt strong.

One day ago I felt normal.

Today I am sitting in the library like it’s thirteen days ago. Surrounded by people who don’t know the difference between thirteen days ago and today.