There once was an idiot from Limerick,

It’s really dusty in here!

Hot god damn. This makes for quite the companion piece to Mike Fahey’s harrowing The Dreams Of A Man Asleep For Three Weeks over at Kotaku.

I was legit worried about Drew when I heard what happened.  I had too hoped that he would write in the way that Drew does about this.   

So then you know that the brain hemorrhage excuse lasts maybe 6-8 months. I guess it depends on your wife though. Mine got tired of it REAL quick.

You shouldn’t be grey...

All of that and solving a great mystery of the universe

Hey man. We met at a kid’s birthday party a couple years ago and I introduced myself to you in a bid to not be a super-creeper lookie-lou, because I recognized you from pictures on the site. It was great talking to you, it’s been great reading you, and god willing I hope you get to write and I get to read you for…

Get well Drew.

Re: Walking,

“This is some pretty heavy stuff.”

Can’t believe they asked you to raise two fingers and you didn’t go with Ol’ Faithful

God this is so eerily similar to what happened to me, same injury, generally same set of circumstances (had been drinking but not overly so), same general consequence. Thank you for sharing this experience. It brings me back to that scary time but it’s also oddly cathartic for someone to go through something so…

I’m more irritable than I was pre-coma, but I can’t always tell if that’s because my brain is still swollen or because LIFE is more irritable at the moment.

When I initially had visitors, I would ask them to break me out of the hospital and to smuggle inbeer and seltzer(?) for me.

WIFE: Do you want the windows open?
ME: Nah, I’m fine.
WIFE: Okay I’ll open the windows a little.

Can’t tell you how many text messages I exchanged with friends seriously worrying about the health of a person I have never met and will likely never meet.

Oh my fucking god, Drew! I’m so sorry that you went through that and I’m so fucking happy you’re alive! To share I went through something milder than that last year. I had 3-4 episodes where I was shaking badly. One time when I was going to work and it was so bad I couldn’t put the lid on my coffee; a stranger had to…

Jesus, man. This is harrowing. Like everyone else in the comments, I’m glad things didn’t go differently.

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