Now I can finally see.
People tell me this place is a hospital.
“…Wait, why am I hurt? Is this… heaven?”
For the first few days, those thoughts kept going around in my head.
I started to think, “Maybe I’m still a person.”
Sometimes people come and greet me.
They say, “It’s a relief,”
Some even hand me money and say again, “It’s a relief.”
But honestly, I don’t really know what happened.
My wife and parents are happy.
They say, “It’s a good thing. You’re lucky.”
They keep telling me that, but I’m not exactly sure what’s so good.
But there is one thing I know for sure:
I want to leave the hospital.
I want to start working again, even now.
I want to go back and organize the things I used to do,
and try something new.
Whether my body cooperates or my brain does,
I just want to go outside and try living again.
Simple, Repetitive Practice Words
(Useful for practicing speech during recovery – one word, many repetitions)
Apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment apartment
Tree tree tree tree tree tree tree tree tree tree tree
Pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot pot
Bear bear bear bear bear bear bear bear bear bear bear
Button button button button button button button button button button button
Guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar guitar
Apple apple apple apple apple apple apple apple apple apple apple
Rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit
Washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine washing machine
Slide slide slide slide slide slide slide slide slide slide slide
Parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute parachute
Mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom mushroom
Heater heater heater heater heater heater heater heater heater heater heater
Why can’t I speak? It’s strange.
I know everything.
So why can’t I speak?
In my head, it’s all there.
The words.
The sentences.
The things I want to say.
All of it is there.
But no words come out.
My mouth doesn’t speak.