Journal Entry: Fri Nov 23, 2012, 7:58 AM
Almost two weeks ago, one of my closest friends (actually we are developing a relationship) was shot 15 times in his face, neck, chest, and back while on duty as a deputy sheriff. When I got word, that he was shot, my heart skipped a few beats and sank. I am one of those that does not cry very often but in a restaurant, I broke down and cried clear across the country. He was on the East Coast and I am on the West Coast. I truly wondered if I would ever be able to talk to him again or get a chance to see him. I left the restaurant in tears even though I enjoy myself on Tuesday evenings since a live band plays requests for contemporary music. For the next 36 hours, I continued to cry and did not get any sleep. I practically did not eat or drink while trying to stay strong for him. During this time, he went into a coma which got me even more worried. The only way that I was going to eat or drink is if someone forced me to do it. During this time, I continued to pray for him to wake up and be alright.
Time went by and not much of a word if he was going to come out of his coma but I continued to get updates on his health thanks to several special friends who live near him. I continued to go on with my life while waiting to hear anything. Then on Tuesday evening, one week after the incident, he woke up and the first thing that he said was my online nickname. For those that do not know, Cass is my online nickname due to my username that I commonly associate with myself which is Cascadia. When I got word that he woke up out of his coma, I broke down into happy tears. He remembered who I was and I was one of those that gave him strength to survive from another ordeal (long story). That night, he also said a few other names of people who have been close to him in recent times, either in real life or online. But I was truly happy that my name was mentioned first as if telling me that my prayers have been answered.
On Wednesday night right before midnight, one of our friends got on Skype with me and typed "Guess where I am." I said "Please give me a hint since my brain is tired." Silence went by then I heard my boyfriend's voice even though it was hard for him to speak due to that his neck was injured. That night, he got to see me through the webcam and I spoke to him. I told him that he means the world to me and that I deeply care about him. After our Skype conversation, which turned into more of typing instead of speaking, I realized that I had much to be thankful for...for my family and friends as well as that he was alive and going to survive his ordeal. On Thanksgiving night, he and I got into a texting conversation for 90 minutes.
Also, there is nothing stronger than the human spirit particularly when people care about one another. I hope that he continues to survive so that he and I continue to become more than just friends.
Thank you to those that he had him in their thoughts/prayers while he was trying to survive his ordeal.
Listening to: K103