The Chair by the Window — The Night Nobody Helped Me
He was careful not to declare anyone guilty.
He wanted a record made before anyone had time to change the story.
That decision would matter more than he knew.
As the ambulance pulled away, I saw the house diminish behind us.
Or I imagined I did.
Later doctors would explain that memory and perception around severe brain injuries can be fragmented, vivid, and deeply unreliable.
I would never claim that I had literally watched the ambulance from above.
But the memory remained: a sense of traveling beside my own life, terrified I might not get back to it.