I also appreciate your kind words about not complaining. I guess it's because I realize that some people have it worse than I do. I wish I knew the exact words to explain how I feel, but I'll try to explain anyway.
When I woke up from the induced coma, I didn't remember very much, even about what happened. It wasn't until about a month later that I finally remembered going to see my doctor. Since they kept me in an induced coma, I didn't know that my kidneys and other organs were beginning to fail. I also didn't know that I had dialysis twice.
I've also wondered about a lot of things still to this day. When my family told me that the doctors said I was going to die, I was still in that induced coma. I know this sounds crazy, but I would have never known or been aware that I was going to die if I would have died while I was in that coma.
I did have some type of "dream" right before I came out of that coma. I told my family about it, and my stepsister also had the same "type" of dream when she nearly died from pneumonia.
It wasn't the same kind of "dream" that so many have when they're near death like I was. Most people say that they see a tunnel with a light at the end. Instead of that, I saw an evil entity disguised as a nurse. She was hollering at me saying that I was supposed to be asleep! She shouted at me saying that she wanted me to go to sleep immediately!
The next thing I knew was that I was "jerked" away from that evil entity and then woke up from that coma. I felt an angelic presence when that happened, and I've believed ever since that the angel saved me from the evil entity because I didn't belong to that evil entity. I was meant to go to Heaven instead.
The doctors named the ICU room I was in the "miracle room". They said they named it that because I really wasn't supposed to be here (alive). That's how I know that there is a purpose for me still being here and it wasn't my time to die.