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Writing a blog like this is like playing a video game on difficulty level ‘Insane.’ It is nearly impossible to remember all the key events in their chronological order at any given point in time. Well, also because my memory likes to play fetch with me. An umpteen number of significant events can happen during months of hospital stay. Hence, the need for LOG5 as a flash back entry. Back when I was still k.o. in the ICU, the doctors recommended my parents to keep communicating with me, despite me being unconscious. My parents also strongly believed that they had to keep talking to me (or my brain!) even though I was unconscious to prevent me from sinking. They would hold my hand and talk to me for hours as if nothing has changed, talking about daily stories in my dad’s work and mom’s daily routine. I was told that they also played my favorite songs, which my sister kept feeding in to them from her base in Germany (hail technology!), close to my ears from time to time. While still in the ICU, because of my left side paralysis, the left side never existed for me. I ignored everything left. Every time anybody tried speaking to me from the left side, my eyes would invariably look to the right side. Anything moved to the left and my eyes would follow them briefly and immediately dart back to the right. To anyone left, I would look completely disinterested.