This story is about my mum (Christine) again, but this time I have decided to put the story in Christine's point of view. I am hoping this method will clear up most questions people have.
After a tragic accident at work, I was lying in a hospital bed in pain from a major head and leg injury. I felt sleepy and my eyes started closing, when I realized what was happening I opened my eyes quickly and realized I wasn't in the hospital anymore.
I looked around as much as I could (I could hardly move my head) and realized I was just surrounded by white swirls. Standing before me was my mum, this was weird seeing as my mum had died earlier that year. My mum walked slowly towards me and held out her arms, I snuggled into her. I felt warm and safe until my mum pulled away and said:
'What am I doing? Mo is pregnant and needs your help! You can't stay with me you have to wake up and be a brave girl'
(Mo was my sister.)
I smiled at my mum and tried to wake up. As I was being brought back to the hospital room I looked around me and saw a number of nurses with defibrillators. That's when I realized I had died.
After a couple of weeks in hospital I was discharged and went round to see my sister, Mo. She answered the door and led me inside; I sat down on the couch and asked if she would like me to knit the baby some clothes. Mo looked at me with a puzzled expression and said:
'How did you know I was pregnant? I only found out this morning.'
I told her the story of how I had seen mum at the hospital and that she had told me, I also said that mum said it was a girl. Mo just smiled but I knew she didn't believe me.
A couple of months later, Mo gave birth to a little girl, who she named, Nicola.
Christine also fully recovered apart from 2 scars (one on her left knee and one on her forehead.) My mum is also partly blind (3/4), incase anyone was wondering.