My ICU days, by Marina García

22 April, 2015|

July 9th 2014: I open my eyes...I can´t move my hands, body-wide pain is unbearable, something out of my throat and I am not at home. I don't know where I am or what time is, there are photos of my son and my husband, some drawings with my name, an image of the Virgin of St. Nicholas and a [...]