I then turned to my left to look there. The most horrible thing that I could imagine was right in front off my eyes!!! My most cherished loved one was laying in front and under a stopped Pick-up truck!!!! This CAN'T be happening were my first thoughts. Oh God, not this. I immeiadtly fell to my knees and collapsed, as I screamed for someone to call 911.

Then ,as I was begging the Lord to not let this be true, I heard a voice say"She has a pulse and is breathing." I rose to check on her because up until now, I figured she was Dead. I went to the front of the truck and crawled under to where I could see her. She was on her back and she looked asleep. No blood, no scars, but looked like she was asleep.

I grabed her hand , as if she was already reaching for me, and began to tell her i loved her, everything is going to be alright, to hang in there because the ambulance is on its way and that I am right here with you.

It was then that I felt someone grab my foot and try to pull me. I kicked it off and told them" Leave me alone, its my wife and I want to hold her until the ambulance gets here!!" About 30 seconds later they drug me out and arrested me.

Six or seven people wrestled my hands behind my back and a officer put me in his car, telling me that If it were not for my *#@&** ass, this would not have happened!!!

I honestly felt like I was in the "Twilight Zone". For what seemed like hours I sat there wondering how she was and arguing with the police about why I couldnt be with her with no awnsers. After the Helecopter flew away and everyone was leaving the scene, the cop returned to his car and transported me to the Sherriff's Office where I was booked for Impeding an officer to do his duty!! how did I do that? I dont think I did anything that anyone else wouldnt have done in that situation.

After being in Jail for around 10 hrs, with no updates about her condition, I was released with all charges dropped. I knew in the back of my mind that there would be no charges that would matter anyway. That still didnt help the way felt about the whole situation anyway, because I wanted to go with and be with her at the Hospital.

I got a ride to the Hospital because I didnt feel that I could drive myself after all I had been thru. When I got there and first laid eyes on her I cried. Partly because she looked so bad and partly because I was glad she was alive, no matter how little.

Seven or ten days went by off terrible aganony before anyone started thing about anything but her well being. Then we decided that it might be time to start thinking of getting her Social Security filed. Here we go again! Thats when I first realized that I had no rights pertaining to her because we are both Legally seperated!! Her Mom and Dad had to fill out the papers, not me, the one that had shared her life with for nearly 3 yrs, 24/7. They did tell me that we should seperate our money so that S.S. would not think all the money in our account was hers. Here we go again.

I went to the Bank and explained to them what I had been told about the account and asked them to let me open up another seperate account in their bank. They said I couldnt and froze the account on that evening. My MC was kept in the ATM machine. I was in a strange town, over three hundred miles from my home, with no momey and no way to fix the problem until next monday. Luckly I had a little money on me, but they didnt know or care about that.

Later that week I got my money out and was talking to the Neuro-Surgeon about her condition. He said anything she likes to see, smell, taste, or hear would be good for her. I decided to go to a store and get her a few Strawberries because she Loves em. A cop pulls me over for disregarding a rt. turn only sign a block from the stor and treatends to arrest me because he thought I was giving him a "false" drivers licence. I have no idea of what he was talking about.

Now , at this time, its been around a month and I have been to the Hospital every day, every two hours, and have been noticing what I would term neglect or abuse from one or two of the nurses, mentioned it to them and their immediate supervisors, and started watching them more closely. Dont get me wrong, 90% of the nurses were great. Just the ones that I thought werny was the ones that I was giving problems. This was a fatal mistake. I should have, no that I can reflect, gone to the top people instead of the Nurses. There was no record of complants with anyone. The few Nurses that I had been Hawking were the same ones to get rid if me!!

On a Sat. about a week ago today, on nurse that I had questioned earlier that day, and he didnt like it got me. As I walked out of the doors leaving the ICU I raised my hand to open the door and BAM!!! It was locked and mad a loud sound, but no worse that I had heard the same door make for weeks with other people. About that time he came around the corner and said" Dont be kicking our doors!!!". I told him I didnt know what he was talking about and that I had on thongs and would not kick a door anyway! He said follow me, I said no and he went and got the Nurse in charge. She said wait there and called Security. Rambo came around the corner and never asked my side of the story and escorted me down stairs and took my picture and informed me that if I stepped foot back on Hospital property that I would be arrested for CRIMINAL TRESSPASS!!!

Now Im in a strange town with my monthly Apartment just paid for, my dearest loved one in ICU, tickets to appear for, and I cant come to the very Hospital where she lay in a coma!!! What else possibly could happen? If nothing else, I have learned not to ask myself that question anymore!!

I talked with her Mom and Dad who are sometimes there to tell them about this last situation and to explain that they either demand that I be allowed back in or to move her where I can visit. It has now been a week since Ive seen or talked to her and nothing has changed. They ,Mom and Dad, are off on a Trip, the Hospital wont let talk to her and I feel that right now is when she really needs me to be there. I feel hopeful, lost, hurt, confused, worried, sorry, shamed,and just basically at the end of my rope. If I had the power I would be there , for her and I, every day. I have no idea what to do now but I wont quit. I know she wants me there and I know I want to be there, and I will return as soon as I can figure out how!!!

Anyone with any help or comments or advice on how to do that, PLEASE contact me at neighbors@peoplescom.net
Michael B. Neighbors
Quitman, Texas 75783