The Recovery That Shouldn't Have Happened

My husband was in a coma for seventeen days following a cardiac event. The doctors were preparing us for the worst. Our church organized a prayer chain — people praying in shifts, around the clock, for the entire seventeen days. On the morning of day eighteen his neurologist came out of the room with an expression I will never forget. She said his brain activity had changed overnight in a way she could not account for. He woke up that afternoon. He is sitting across from me as I write this. He has no cognitive impairment. His cardiologist has used the word miraculous twice in our presence. We do not use that word lightly. But we use it.