Of course! My night only consists of eating and laying so I have time.

So, after my moms car accident, she was in our local hospital in ICU for around 3 months, in a medically induced coma from her trauma. Once she was out, they transferred her down the hall but it was still relatively close to the nurses station. (my moms original ICU room was right in front of the counter) She was now in the process of learning how to walk, eat, etc. all over again so my brothers and I made sure we were always there, one way or another. It was difficult for me to be there since I was so young but my brother Ken* was able to go one night for me. Well, our family has quite the unique "life" story but my mother made some unfortunate choices when it came to men and it definitely came back to haunt her.

So my brother goes up there to spend some time with her and help her with whatever she needed and after a few hours of sitting there, a knock on the door occurred which was bizarre considering the hour of night it was. My brother got up (who was a tall child/teen, he stands 6'7 now as an adult) and answered the door. In the door standing, was her ex. Her ex is a vile, disgusting and putrid excuse for a human being. I only knew of him by his nick-name "Pescado." Anyway, long story about them two but I guess the night of the accident, he was with one of her friends and got the friend to convince her to go to the Casino when she was actively avoiding him. This is how he found out about the car accident. He was upset because she left him (it had been some years) and wanted to "get revenge."

After my brother opened the door, him and two of his friends entered the room. At this point, my mother couldn't speak but he asked my brother to leave and that he wanted to talk to my mother alone. Ken* kept looking at my mother for confirmation, as he wasn't sure what to do. I guess my mother kept eyeing my brother in a manner that suggested she was scared and not to leave. Pescado walked up to my mom and put a pillow over her stomach (she did have a blanket on her.) My brother was standing in between the doorway, so half of his body was inside the room and half outside. He was trying to grab someones attention for help because he also knew something wasnt right. Pescados friends kept harassing Ken* to leave until finally, down the hall, at the nurses station, a woman noticed Ken* staring. My brother wouldn't break eye contact with her and thankfully, she went with her gut, thinking that something was wrong. She pushed the alert button and Pescado along with his friends took off but not before threatening my mother, that her life would be over soon. My brother didn't see, that when he put the pillow over her stomach, that he had a gun underneath with the intention of killing her but again, my mother couldn't speak.

Unfortunately, they were not able to catch him BUT transferred my mother to a secure area where she was monitored. It's still strange to think back on all these situations... especially, knowing that my brother didnt know he was saving my mothers life. His intuition told him not to go and I'm beyond grateful that he didn't. Last we heard of Pescado, is that his life (obviously) took a turn for the worse and ended up in prison and supposedly shot & killed there. We haven't been able to find information on him or whether that's true but the idea of him possibly being out there, terrifies me 15 years later. Thanks for being interested! It's refreshing to speak about this since it isn't your average table-talk conversation.