A Shoulder To Cry On

The doctor thought for a moment before answering. ‘The EEG—I mean, the electroencephalogram has registered changes in your father’s brain activity. I brought in two other neurologists to consult. We ran some tests. I think, no, we think we have definitely detected signs of consciousness in your father.’ Kira stared at the doctor blankly. Was she hearing him right? Or was this a dream? Signs of consciousness? Dad was waking up? She could see him open his eyes once again? Hear his voice? Squeeze his hand and have him squeeze hers in return? Kira’s eyes were blurred with tears. ‘Thank you…’ she wanted to say, but she’d suddenly lost the faculty of speech. Dr Morrison smiled understandingly. ‘Let’s go in to see your father. I’ll explain more.’ Liam, one hand around her shoulder, gently led her down the corridor. Dr Morrison told Kira that about an hour ago, a nurse was alerted to something unusual on her father’s EKG monitor. She immediately notified the attending physician. Dr Morrison ch