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My friend, Sarah - Part Two

The harrowing recollection of my friend Sarah after heart surgery: 7 May 2011 (cont) Havent got to the worst part......... the respirator was disconnected from the tube and an Ambu-bag connected instead. As the air was manually and forcefully pumped into the tube, it was like a plastic bag had been placed over my head and I was being suffocated to death. I kicked and I think I grabbed and pulled at one of the nurses several times.  must have bruised her!! I was frustrated and desperate, I was crying but without sound, ( this is very frustrating because it doesnot achieve the desired goal). At that moment I realised that asking for paper would be my only way out. Onto the paper I wrote, "You are suffocating me!" I say wrote but am not sure that what I did on paper can exactly be called writing. I was very drowsy, I could barely make out the shapes of the nurses' heads. I had to think the letters of a word and place them on paper. It is undoubtful that some letters