He kept saying, “I’ll be right back”, “I’ll be right back”, I didn’t understand why. I thought I was coherent, I thought I was responding, I thought I was awake and recovering, but I wasn’t. It was a dreamlike state, remembering bits and pieces, I remember my husband standing in the door way saying, “I’ll be right back, I’m just gonna move the car”. Why did this seem crucial, why did he need to stress that he’d be right back? It was fine, I was just recovering from a DNC after birth, wasn’t I? But I wasn’t, I wasn’t coherent, I wasn’t responding, I wasn’t awake and recovering. I was non-responsive, and unaware. I had begun to bleeding out after childbirth, I had not been expected to live, it had been three days.